I was told recently that he took a job promotion within the same franchise to a shop closer to Roussou. And I adhered to what I promised Maxwell. Any time a Red Demon member popped up on our grid, I recused myself from the hunt. Brock was fine with that. So was Gramps. Hawk too. They all understood, and once that member was apprehended, I returned to the fold.

I got a lot of hours manning the bowling lanes, which Trundle loved. He kept asking me how to get ‘the Jessie girl,’ or ‘those other three chicks who come in with the Tree Willow Girl’ to give him a chance. I told him to focus on girls his own age, but he was ambitious.

That was his response every time.

As for those girls mentioned, all of them had stints in our house.

Zellman dated Angeline for a year. They broke up, got back together, broke up, and we were experiencing déjà vu from his relationship with Sunday. They were currently on a break, but that’d last till tonight. Party. Booze. And the heated looks both were giving the other when the other wasn’t looking told us that Z would have a girlfriend again, only to break up probably the next day.

The whiplash was real from them.

As for Jordan, he got a little bit more diverse.

He and Tabatha tried, and they lasted for six months.

They genuinely grew apart.

Tabatha got more ambitious in her sorority, and she started dating a pre-law guy, or so we were told through the sorority/fraternity gossip mill that was named Zeke. Tabatha’s new guy was rumored to have a high potential to run for Congress one day, and Tabatha seemed happy. Her dad’s loan went away with the disappearance of Harper, Sr., and I never heard another word about either Harper again.

I made peace with what I knew.

Back to Jordan.

He dated Jade and they lasted longer. A year and a half. They seemed happy-ish. Jordan didn’t talk much about Jade. She was nice, but quiet toward the end, and it wasn’t long after they broke up that we realized why.

He and Jessinda Hinckley got hot and heavy, almost immediately.

They’d been together since and were now on their second-year anniversary. And the two were dynamo, almost literally. Jordan never moved out from our house, so Jessinda was over, a lot, and the two fought, a lot. They also made up, a lot, and the heavy pants and wall thumping (even from the basement) became like background noise at times.

But Jordan was happy.

Spying Zellman and how he was grinning at Angeline, or Angeline’s ass, he seemed like he was going to be happy tonight.