RK- Introducing Hannah and JHKS

The Decks and the Road

Renegotiating Kaylin

Chapter 31- Introducing Hannah

Hannah- My mother is Jennifer Burrows. I’m twenty, and studying Fashion Design. It’s a sort of match made in heaven. Several of her clients have taken a chance in my designs, and my name is growing in inner circles. I’m one-third of Jack, which at times becomes Jacks when Summer is down. Friday nights are our nights. This Friday were meeting at Johnaya’s place.

Chapter 32- JHKS

Johnaya- You should have seen his face when he handed me the keys. It was like he was losing me. It was somewhat like the look he had when I caught the bouquet. And just like then, he didn’t pass up the opportunity to give me the talk.

“Listen, I get all the excitement. You know I’m proud of you, and I trust you. This is not about that. I’m just saying… don’t get caught up in all the excitement and lose your head.”

It’s not anything I would have wished for... the breakup, but I got a studio apartment out of Kayla and my dad’s ordeal. The rent’s all paid up, and I don’t have to think about it for months. I’m not like Kaylin and Hannah. They kinda have their whole lives figured out; the who, what, and the whys. But I’m just working, and waiting for a spark.

Anyway, Summer, Hannah, and Kaylin’s coming over. We’re playing monopoly tonight. It’s one of our things, and I’m the reigning champion. Usually either I win or Hannah. Kaylin’s usually an upset.

I’m listening for the door while I hear the radio. Kaylin shows up first, and she’s weird. Something’s up but I don’t dig. There’s no use… Hannah’s coming and she gets it all upfront. I’ve already set up the coffee table we’ll be playing on, and I have all our favorite things to eat. I get her text, they’re on the way up, and I start sharing out the money. Kaylin takes her place with her bowl in hand, and I see it.

“No you didn’t.”

Renegotiating Kaylin, a novel

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