*clings to your arm once more and watches with pinched eyes, thinking his face wasn't like that before and neither was Jackie's hand, and it doesn't take a rocket scientist (or a Jackson Taberer, Jr.) to make two and two equal four*
*says nothing, though, instead just nodding slightly in answer to your question* *and no mistake, he deserved whatever he got*
*abruptly gives your arm a slight tug, coaxing you down so she can kiss your cheek* *softly, a little misty-eyed* Thank you, sweetheart. For coming. (For being Jackie's, even when he isn't(?) yours.)