I hear ya

Carson’s eyes narrow and he shoots a sidelong glance to Misty as she scoots closer to him. “You’re an observant one, aren’t you?”

He grins a little then lets go of her hand, running it gently up her arm, over shoulder and to her chin, his finger tilting her face towards his own. “I’d say we better take advantage of our circumstances, wouldn’t you?”

Carson’s eyes find hers, noting the moonlight that danced within them. Shifting his weight, he puts his arm around Misty’s waist and turns her around, pulling her up onto his lap. The ferriswheel car rocks with the movement, just making Carson take her all the more close. “I do remember Rick saying something about working off energy…”

Slyness outlines his gaze as his fingers take her chin to turn it upward as he leans in closer. “…and you did promise not to push me out.” His face inches from hers, his breath caresses her skin. “But I never take somebody’s word…I always have to find out for myself.”

Carson’s lips meet Misty’s, his hand to the side of her face as his thumb strokes her cheek.


Katie’s call to the radio station is answered cordially before the short conversation ends.

Laura looks up and turns her head as Katie sits down next to her on the swing. She wants to say something, but ‘how are you’ just doesn’t seem the thing to stay. So instead, she remains silent.


Jason’s eyes fly open and he sits up on his bed, suddenly hearing his own voice singing. The guard down the hall had had his radio on for hours, and apparently liked to play it loudly. Some of the inmates had been grumbling complaints, but Jason hadn’t minded.

Now hearing JetStream was a surprise… let alone it being a song no one had heard yet. He’d played around with it with the guys, and knew they’d been recording, but hadn’t thought they would do anything with it. It had probably been Kyle.

Jason might have been a little peeved about it, but right now he was too tired to care much. He flops back down, now too awake to sleep any more, though he shuts his eyes anyway.

A few minutes later though, they fly back open.

“…and we have a caller on the line.” Kayla’s voice comes over the air before Katie’s words are heard. Kayla responds with enthusiasm. “Well I’m so glad you like JetStream. So do I. What’s your message, hun?”

Katie’s message to Jason pulls him up into a sitting position again. A crackle over the airwaves makes it difficult to hear for just a moment, and Jason strains to listen. Katie’s words hit him hard, bringing his emotions to the surface as tears fill his eyes. “I hear ya, Katie,” he whispers. “I hear ya.”

The message over, Kayla takes just a moment to speak. “Aw, well thanks for calling in sweety.” The call ended, she continues before the next song. “Well, Jason, wherever you are, I hope you’re listening in. Sounds like you got a right good girl on your hands. …and next up is one of our favorite bands with their new song…”