“I guess we won’t be doing it, we will find something else” she replied. She arched her brow slightly, looking at him. “I’m really not, bet you are though” she said with a small smile.
Jack let out a huge laugh; one that was not only hearty but also sarcastic. He didn’t sing, he really didn’t. He laughed on, and tears began to form over his eyes, which he wiped with the back of his thumb. “Oh God, Darcy,” he said, trying to catch his breath. “That was a good one!”
