Lili felt panic as she watched Jack's grandmother begin to walk away. Why was everyone leaving her alone with a boy? Where was the usual moral outrage that protected her from having to open up? Lili swallowed hard as she was again reminded that there was nowhere for her to hide and she forced herself to remain staring into Jack's eyes as he spoke. "It means a lot to a lot of people in this town," she answered him softly and hoped the hidden bitterness didn't seep into her tone. Her faith was very important to her but this church, not so much. There was too much corruption here; even her father, a very pious man, could not save everyone.
"I think that's all we have to do so um...bye," Lili trailed off and turned around only to smack straight into the table and hear an obnoxiously loud crack as her knee made contact with the hard wood. Her quick escape had turned into a very painful, both physically and emotionally, moment. "...Ow."
"Yeah I thought as much since my Nonna is very particular about making it on Saturday nights before church. It's filling too so I guess it holds up at a lunch" It was good pasta salad so Jack could see why his Nonna liked making it so much but he was never upset he didn't get to eat it when he didn't come to church. He didn't like coming that much.
"Bye" He repeated Lili and went to walk out and hopefully find his Nonna so he could leave when he heard Lili hurt her leg. "Are you okay?" He asked her. "Do you want some ice?"











