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Introducing the "Jack with Ennis" Fan Fic Game - the BetterMost Edition
Luvlylittlewing:
“You mean you would leave Lureen and the baby all alone?” Ennis craned his neck to look Jack straight in the eyes. He wanted an honest answer to his question. Jack sought to avoid his lover’s penetrating, almost accusatory gaze, but he couldn’t look away. “Yes, I would leave them for you,” Jack stated, almost without reservation.
Jack wondered how often he would have to propose before Ennis accepted and ran away with him in the night. He couldn’t help but broach the subject of “the sweet life” whenever he got near Ennis Del Mar. After all, living with the person he loved above all others was Jack’s dream. He had to fight for what he wanted.
“You got her pregnant, Jack. She's yer wife. You’re responsible for her and for that boy.” Jack struggled to hide his irritation at Ennis’ words. He had every intention of providing for his wife and child. Jack would make arrangements to see them both from time-to-time. He didn’t need Ennis to remind him of his responsibilities. “And it is Christmastime,” Ennis exclaimed, grabbing Jack’s hand to soften the blow. “Christmas is a time for family!” Jack flinched. Ennis was all the family he really needed, but the stubborn flake didn’t see it that way. Jack signed and turned away. “Whatever,” he seethed as he made his way to the creek.
Luvlylittlewing:
And Jack was nestled snugly in Ennis’ arms. It was just a few weeks before Christmas, and the boys were just happy to arrange a rendezvous so close to the holiday. It was cozy and warm in Don Wroe’s king sized bed! Ennis pulled Jack closer and realized that he knew very little about Jack’s Christmases, past and present. He decided another “getting to know you” game was in order.
Ennis: “Hey bud, you feel like answering a few questions for me?”
Jack: “Well, sure. What about?”
Ennis: “Now that Christmas is just a few weeks away, I realize that I don’t know much about your experiences with the holiday. I just want to know what Christmas has been like for you over the years.”
Jack: “Fair enough. But I get to ask questions of you, right?”
Ennis: (Kissing Jack’s forehead) “Of course. You can ask me anything. Now, what was an average Christmas like at the Twist Ranch?”
Jack: (Thoughtful) “Pretty nice, I guess. We didn’t have a lot of money, but Ma tried to make Christmas special for me…for us. Pa wasn’t the celebrating kind, but he let ma do what she wanted for the holiday. The first year I remember was when I was about 5. Ma decorated the house real nice with a tree, and wreaths, and I got a toy truck as a present that year.”
Ennis: “Hmmm. A toy truck, eh?”
Jack: “Yeah! Believe it or not, I still have it!”
Ennis: (Laughing) “No way? You still have a truck you got at 5 years old? Where is it?”
Jack: (Caressing Ennis’ forearm) “Still at the ranch. Ma seems to have kept all my old junk!”
Ennis: “You’re lucky to have a mother like her, Jack. I hope you realize it.”
Jack: (Sober) “I know, Cowboy, I know. I thank my lucky stars every day that I have my ma in my corner. You know, one year she took me to see Santa at the Sears in town. I wouldn’t sit on his lap for anything, even after she drove us for miles to get to the store. The other kids that wouldn’t cooperate were hit upside the head until they sat on that fat man’s lap. But ma wouldn’t force me. She just said, “Okay Jack, you don’t have to see Santa if you don’t want to. We’ll get some lunch and go back home.”
Ennis: “That’s a great story, Jack!"
Jack: “You should have seen me at the Christmas Pageant at church. I was about..oh, 10 and it only happened once.”
Ennis (Warming) “What happened?
Jack: “I was chosen to play Joseph. Sarah Tolen was Mary and we had a doll as the baby Jesus. I couldn’t remember my lines for nothing. Ma just smiled at me the entire time as I made a fool of myself. Pa didn’t even care enough to come to church to see his only child perform, if you can call it that!”
Ennis: “Somehow I can see you playing Joseph. I can even see you messing up your lines!”
Jack: (Rising) “Yeah, well, all this talk has made me hungry. How about a little lunch?”
To be continued
Luvlylittlewing:
Lunch consisted of fried bologna sandwiches with mayo, potato chips and Christmas cookies that Alma baked and sent along. A glass apiece of sparkling cider enhanced the simple meal. Jack vowed to grill a few steaks for supper. Ennis sat down on Don’s leather sofa and beckoned Jack to sit beside him. He held Jack's hand and continued the “game.”
Ennis: “So, Bud, any other Christmases you want to tell me about?”
Jack: (Smiling) “Only the time when I thought we would lose Ma.”
Ennis: (Serious) “Jack, darling, you never mentioned this. Do you feel like talking about it?”
Jack: (Reassuring) “Yeah, I can talk about it. Don’t worry, Friend, it happened awhile ago when I was about 14. Ma was fine, but it got thin there for a time.”
Ennis: (Whispering) “You wanna tell me what happened?”
Jack: “Well, Ma and I were trimming the tree on Christmas Eve when she started turning blue. She was having trouble breathing and was clutching her chest. Pa walked by at that very moment and in a split second had the phone in his hand to call emergency.”
Ennis: “Was it a heart attack?”
Jack: “Yeah, I’m afraid so. The ambulance got there really fast, and the emergency person told Pa what to do until they got there. Ma was in the hospital for a week, and it took her months to recover. I spent that Christmas day at the hospital, but I must say: the hospital put on a nice party for the patients and their families. Pa and I got to get to know a lot of new people, and we had dinner and even got a few gifts to boot!”
Ennis: “Interesting! I’m glad your ma made it through. I’m sorry you had to have had such stress during the holidays, Rodeo. That must have been really hard.”
Jack: (Introspective) “Well, life is hard. We got through it, though. And I must say, Pa started treating Ma much better after that..at least for awhile.”
Ennis: “Does Lureen like Christmas?”
Jack: “Aw yeah! That woman lives for the holiday: that social climber. She uses every Christmas to put on a party and invite our customers and their families. Well, she only invites those people who spend the most money at the dealership.”
Ennis: (Amused) “You never said a word about hosting big Christmas parties, Jack!”
Jack: (Scowling) “I try to forget about things like that, friend. Every year I have to play host to people who seem to look down on me. My role is to walk around, mingle and sometimes I have to help pass out appetizers! No fun at all.”
Ennis: (Thoughtful) “I’m trying to image you, all dressed up, walking and talking to Lureen’s snobby friends.”
Jack: “Well it ain’t no fun, believe me.”
Ennis: (Playful) “You know what? All this talk has me feeling a bit frisky! You want a drink..and then we can, well, play?”
Jack: (Incredulous) “Man, what is it with you? We’ll never get to the lake, will we?”
Ennis: (Laughing) “What lake? Listen, let me get you a drink and I’ll meet you in the bedroom.”
To be Continued…
Luvlylittlewing:
The lovemaking was more warm and generous than urgent and frenetic. Jack and Ennis were once again snuggled in each other’s arms. This time, Jack asked the questions:
Jack: “Now, Friend, what was a typical DelMar Christmas like?”
Ennis: (Kissing Jack’s hair) “Well, pretty darn simple. Like your family, we didn’t have a lot of money. Hell, with 3 kids, you guys were probably a lot better off than we were.”
Jack: “I don’t know about that, Cowboy!”
Ennis: (Smiling) “Believe it, Rodeo.” Anyway, most Christmases my dad took me and K.E. into the woods with him to chop down a tree for the house. The three of us would haul it back to the ranch and ma and my sister would decorate. I don’t remember many presents. Most of our gifts were hand made and ma did the making.”
Jack: (Solemn) “No toy trucks?”
Ennis: (Whispering) “No, not that I remember. But one year pa bought me a toy horse, and K.E. got a toy cow. We had to share a model sized ranch. I think my sis got a big, beautiful doll that year.”
Jack: “What happened that year? Where did your pa get the money?”
Ennis: “I don’t know. I was just about 10 and didn’t know anything about how Pa got his money. I just remember that year as one of the best we ever had.”
Jack: “What did your ma get?”
Ennis: “If I remember correctly, she got a box of handkerchiefs with her initials embroidered on them.”
Jack: “That sounds mighty pretty.”
Ennis: “Pretty things for a pretty lady.”
Jack: “Your ma was pretty?”
Ennis: (Proudly) “Beautiful!”
Jack: (Huskily) “I don’t doubt that for a moment. I bet you even look like her.”
Ennis: “So I’ve been told.”
Jack moved closer and placed his hand further down Ennis’ anatomy.
Ennis: (Laughing) “What..you don’t want to get dressed and head for the lake?”
Jack: (Shaking his head) “Hell no. Now come here…”
To be Continued
Luvlylittlewing:
Ennis pulled a small package from under Don Wroe’s massive couch. He tapped Jack on the shoulder and placed it in front of him. “Wait Cowboy,” Jack protested. “We said we wouldn’t do this.” “Shut up Jack and open the damn package!” Jack didn’t hesitate. He ripped the wrapping off the small box and was delighted to see a brand new set of gold plated cuff links. Jack was smiling from ear to ear as he inspected his gift. “These are just beautiful, Ennis,” Jack beamed as he placed them before the light. “But you shouldn’t have. You got 2 daughters to buy presents for!" Ennis waved the objection away. “Don’t worry about that, Darlin. I’ve been doing real good for myself at work, and besides, I saved for your gift for almost a year.” Jack turned away from his lover to hide the moisture pooling in his blue eyes. He walked into the bedroom and returned with a large box, elaborately gift wrapped. Ennis brightened as Jack handed him his gift. “Now look at you,” Ennis enthused as he shook the box. “Good thing I did bring you something!” “Just open it, Cowboy!” Jack whispered. Ennis did as he was told. He gasped as he saw several dressed shirts, each a different shade and design, peeking from the box. His initials were embroidered on every sleeve.
Jack watched as Ennis’ eyes bulged. “Jack, I don’t know what to say!” Jack was silent. There was a rhyme and reason behind the gift, but he would keep that to himself. “I’m glad you like them, Friend. Wear one of them to take your girls out to a nice dinner.” “And you wear those cuff links to one of Lureen’s fancy shindigs!” Jack nodded. The game continued:
Jack: “What did you get the girls for Christmas?”
Ennis: “I haven’t done that yet. I think I’ll get Alma Jr. a blouse and Jenny a small purse.”
Jack: “They like clothes? They like to dress up?”
Ennis: “Sure. Especially Alma Jr. That girl would live in a department store if she could."
Jack: “What about Alma. You getting something for her?”
Ennis (Squirming) “Yeah, but I don’t know what just yet.”
Jack thought ahead to Christmas without Ennis. He allowed the tears to well, and didn’t bother to hide them. Ennis noticed and pulled him close. “None of that, Rodeo,” Ennis soothed. “It will be okay. Just go home to your family and hold your head up high. I’m having a hard time facing the holiday, but we gotta make the best of it.” Jack held on tight and nodded. “Besides, we’ll be together in another 3 months time. Hold on to that!” Jack reached up and searched for Ennis’ lips. Ennis pressed his mouth down on Jack’s kisser. The moment was bittersweet.
Fin
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