of why she was doing all this.
* * *
“Elizabeth,” her dad greeted as he opened the door, enveloping her into a hug when she and Jack arrived at her parents’ apartment that evening. They were a few minutes early.
“Hi, Dad!” she greeted back.
Her dad and Jack shook hands, and briefly discussed about work as they walked into the living. Her dad quickly shifted back to Elizabeth, resting his arm on her shoulders.
“You’re okay with your new job?” he asked, resting his arm around her shoulders.
Liz nodded. She’s already spoken to him and her mom for the past days about her work, but she guessed he wanted to hear it in person. “I’m really loving it, Dad. Everyone’s great. The projects are great.”
“That’s great, hun,” he said, squeezing her shoulder.
Her mom then arrived, and Liz broke away from her dad to give her mom a hug. “Liz, so great to see you,” her mom said. Her mom also gave Jack a hug.
“Let’s go eat, the food is ready,” her mom said. “Liz, you can tell us about your work.”
Over dinner of prawns and salad, Liz told them about it. She told them about the plans for the school project – she didn’t give too much detail as she wasn’t sure how much information she could already divulge at that stage.
“We will be organizing the first fundraising dinner for the school this May,” Liz informed them. “Let me know if you’d be interested in attending.” She didn’t want to pressure her parents, but she knew that her parents have always been supportive of good causes.
“Of course,” her mom said eagerly, looking at her dad, who nodded.
“That would be great,” Liz said. She ate some more. “The prawns are really delicious, Mom.” Even if her parents had a cook, Liz knew her mom still did most of the cooking and was very good at it.
“Thanks, sweetheart,” her mom replied.
“Do you need anything, Elizabeth?” her dad asked. “Anything for your apartment? We can have Caroline go to your place once a week to clean or prepare food for you.” Caroline was their housekeeper.
Liz, shook her head, smiling in assurance. She’s been living in one of her parents’ properties since after she got her journalism degree. When her parents asked her then which apartment she wanted to stay in, she chose the simplest one, which was in Murray Hill. She didn’t want to impose since they didn’t ask her to pay any rent.
“I have all that I need,” she reassured. “But I’d like to ask for a favor. If I can borrow Charlie and the car Saturday morning?” Charlie was her mom’s chauffer. Her dad had his own.
Her mom nodded. “I think I only have a breakfast meeting Saturday morning. It should be done by nine. You can have the car the rest of the morning. I will have Charlie go to your apartment right after.”
“Thanks, Mom,” she said.
“What do you have Saturday morning?” Jack asked her.
“I’m collecting some books my friends are donating to the library,” Liz informed him.
Jack looked at her like he wanted to say something else, but he didn’t.
It was on their way back to her place that he said something.
“You could have asked me to drive you around Saturday,” he said as he drove.
It was only when he said it that Liz realized that maybe she could have. But she knew immediately why she didn’t. “You’ve been so busy lately. Didn’t think you’d have the time to go around New York to collect the books and bring them to Brooklyn with me.”
Jack was quiet. Maybe he saw her point.
“Then how about next Sunday?” Liz asked. “Our office has a Family Day at Irvington. Maybe you could pick me up when it’s done then we can have dinner?” She thought of it not just to appease him but she also wanted to make an effort for them to go back to the way they were.
“Sure, sounds great,” Jack said, turning his head for a while to look at her. Liz was actually surprised he agreed.
It’s just been difficult lately with him