"Mark!? Where are you!?" My enraged girlfriend spoke as I closed the car door.

"Didn't you get my text? I'm in Ireland. Jack tried to kill himself and he left me a note. He's alive, thankfully"

"Oh... No I didn't get your text and tell the family I wish them luck. So when are you coming back?"

"When I'm not needed anymore"

"Estimate"

"About three months tops"

"*sigh* ok... Well I love you... Bye Mark "

"Bye" I said as I hung up. I put my key in the ignition and started the car. My phone dinged, signaling that I had a text message. I turned on my phone to the lock screen. 'Why didn't you say I love you?? You always do. Mark what's going on???' I read. 'I'm just not handling the situation very well'.

Lies.

' I'm always here for you baby'

Lies.

' I know'

Lies.

'Love you babe'

Lies.

'Tell that to Jim'

No response.