Chapter One hundred seven: Jeez! Déjà vu?

~~~"Time heals all wounds", the say and I should know 'cause it seems like forever, but I'm letting you go. I can forgive you and soon I'll forget all my shattered dreams, although you left me full of misery. Now I'm almost over you, I'm almost shook these blues. So when you come back around after painting the town you'll see I'm almost over you~~~

-Sheena Easton-

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

JACK's POV:

"Is that my sister? What did she say?"

My eyebrow automatically knew its way up when Dale asked me as soon as I ended the call.

"Yes, it's your sister and even though she is your sister, what we talked about is none of your business!" I said glaring at him.

"Ahh---whoa!"

"Anyway, you haven't answered my question yet. What are you doing here, Mister Soriano?"

But instead of answering my question, he just asked me again another nonsense question.

"This is a coffee shop, right?"