Roadie šŖ¶Jack
Roadie šŖ¶Jack āHey, donāt act like itās my fault when youāre the one sayinā people arenāt gonna do terrible things. Sheesh.ā

āā¦.With all due respect, Iād wager I know more about this car specifically than you, if nothing else⦠Violence is unlikely.ā But NEVER impossible. With the Frizz? No way!
Roadie šŖ¶Jack āI mean, being early is better than being late, right?ā
She canāt exactly argue with that logic. But letās say he wakes up from his nap before naptime is āover,ā and then what?

āā¦Itās up to you in the end, is all I can say. Rest if youāre tired, donāt if not, okay? Weāll all nap together later.ā
Great.
Roadie šŖ¶Jack āWhat, these old bones? Donāt wanna take ten years gettinā back up again, thanks.ā

āā¦ā¦Iād offer to help you up, but I doubt youād let me that close.ā Correct (?) assumption made, perhaps one of the first Sister has made about Jack so far.
Roadie šŖ¶Jack āIām tryinā not to fall asleep? Anā here I thought my memory was bad.ā

āHave you forgotten that Iām the one trying to get you to sleep? Perhaps your memory is that badā¦ā She tell little joke. A jape, even.
āā¦I canāt make you listen, or perhaps⦠itās better that you donāt. Maybe youāll be bored to sleep, like I saidā¦ā That goes to either of them, but sheād kind of prefer child Jack not listen. Even if he is just a little sack of flour.

āā¦ā¦.This is the story of a girl who was⦠born quite different, to say the least. She didnāt understand how or why others were the way they were⦠Nor did she particularly care. She didnāt care for others, and most other people didnāt care for her. She only cared about one thing in her whole life⦠She spent nearly every hour of every day, obsessing over it⦠It was her reason for waking up.ā Was Jack asleep yet? She was being deliberately vague here so as to not upset child Jack, so it was very possible.
"ā¦One day, though⦠She met someone who made her feel something. She didnāt know what to do, when she had her obsession and that person both in her life⦠And one day, that person was almost taken away from her⦠and to deal with those new emotions she felt, her obsession spiraled out of control. She threw a tantrum⦠a tantrum she was punished for.
āA tantrum she was punished for with 6 years in prison.ā Okay!
āā¦To have that 6 years, instead of 10, that girl had to lie. She had to blame her emotions entirely on that person⦠To claim her obsession had not been a life long thing, she was simply so distraught, that is why she did what she did. And that lie made that person feel terrible. So that person forgave her for what she did, even when she didnāt deserve it. And not wanting to lose that person⦠for 6 long years, on the other side of the glass, that girl continued the lie.ā
To think, someone would wait that long for that girl⦠That girl who understood nothing.
āā¦They made plans for their future, as the years went by, until the sixth and final year came. But the girl would eventually be punished for her dishonesty. The week she was to be released, that person died. And she was forced to walk out into the cold world alone, no one left who cared for her. She lived in the streets alone and without a home, the only thing keeping her warm being her obsession.ā If heās listening, Jack might understand how sheāI mean, that girl might have felt.
āā¦One day, her luck changed. She was found by a woman from a nearby church, and without asking any questions, she took her in. She stayed there because it was convenient, at first⦠But that girl came to feel that what she did in the past didnāt need to decide her future, thanks to that woman. That woman forgave her for something she didnāt understand, and the girl started to believe she might finally deserve that forgiveness. Even when the others at the church distrusted her, the woman defended her, and the girl felt something once more. She was on the road to recovery, to leaving that obsession behind once and for allā¦ā
Sister sighs.
āā¦But that girlās luck would eventually run out. One day, the church was set on fire. IāThe girl didnāt know how, why, or by whom⦠But that woman perished, and due to the girlās past, the others at the church blamed her. They thought it was her fault, when for once, she was innocent. She was at the end of her road, police sirens behind her at all⦠when amongst the red and blue, the bright green lights of a certain train shone throughā¦ā

āā¦And with nowhere else to go, that girl climbed on board and hid. But that girl⦠is at peace now, changed from how she was in her youth. Thanks to those who found it in their hearts to forgive her when the rest of the world demonized her, whether or not she deserved it.ā
Sister smiles wistfully at Jack, whether or not heās listening, awake, etc. etc.

āā¦ā¦ā¦I suppose the moral of the story is⦠No matter how alone you feel, no matter how egregious you feel your past is⦠Thereās someone out there who is willing to forgive you. Thatās been proven to me, against all odds. And I donāt know the first thing about you, who you are, your past⦠But for what itās worth, I forgive you.ā
And if thatās all Sister can do for him, she can say she did her best. She just couldnāt abandon someone who reminded her so much of herself back then.