Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Jackson looked at his watch irritably, and it was about to reach the time he had agreed with Blake. The dinner atmosphere at home is usually depressing enough, but today it is extremely depressing. But he didn’t think it was the reason that he had dinner earlier, he guessed it was related to Grande Brother who came here in the afternoon.

“Are you going to wear this to the evening event.” The middle-aged woman raised the gold-encrusted ceramic spoon with a cold expression, without looking towards anyone, and asked plainly.

“It’s a party.” Jackson put down the tableware. He wore ordinary clothes, T-shirts and jeans. Jackson answered the question seriously, “mother. It’s not a formal occasion, just a gathering for a few friends to prepare for graduation.”

“Are there guardians?” Still calmly asking, Mrs. Bishap glanced at the Lord. Bishop in the seat, “Do you know about this party.”

Bishop’s face began to be slightly red, the result of suppressed emotions. The knife and fork in his hand began to tremble and lightly collided with the dinner plate.

“Quiet.” Mrs. Bishop tightened her skin, frowning her brows, “Noise makes me a headache.”

Shua! Bishop stood up from the main seat, his blushing face trembling at the woman who was sitting still, suppressed the low voice, “I’m going to see father and mother!”

Jackson involuntarily He tilted his mouth, his lower lip was gently clasped by his teeth, and his eyes quickly swept across his parents. The atmosphere today is really wrong, what happened?

Only a mother and son are left in the empty restaurant.

“Is there a guardian at the party.” With no one to make noise, Mrs. Bishap returned to her indifferent calm and continued to ask her son.

Jackson slightly frowned, “Yes.”

Mrs. Bishap looked towards Jackson, her gaze rested on the obviously dodge-like eyes. After watching for a while, Mrs. Bishap retracted her gaze, her tone was still calm, “Have fun.”

Jackson relaxed, sorted the tableware, stood up, “Blake should be coming soon, I Go out and wait for him.”

Ms. Bishop was nodded, she also put down the tableware and raised her finger to beckon. I dont know where the maid came from, holding a long box tied with a black ribbon, “Graduation gift.”

Jackson was a little surprised, he was not at all looking forward to this There must be a trace of celebrating graduation from junior high school at home.

Jackson took the long box and opened it, “Tie?”

Mrs. Bishap glanced at Jacksons clothes, retracted her eyes and continued to lift her spoon, “Tomorrows The meeting, you go to the audience together. You bring this one.”

Jackson pursed his lips, closed the box, “Thank you.”

slightly nodded, Mrs. Bishap no longer Speak. Jackson took the box and exited the restaurant, pursing his lips without knowing what to think. Go back to your room on the second floor, put your tie, post a moment, and bring your wallet, before going downstairs to the main entrance of the manor, watching the sun on the west side waiting for Blake’s arrival in the driveway.

“You are late!” Jackson frowned, opened Blake’s car door, and just wanted to get in, but saw a pile of documents scattered on the seat, tugging at the corner of his mouth, watching Blake hurriedly put away the documents, “I thought you were working for the mayor, making phone calls in the office, and so on, how do you look like a handyman running errands!”

Blake ignored After the judgement was not malicious, he cleared the co-pilot and patted, “Come up! I’m very busy! Hurry up!”

Jackson made a cut, got in the car, and pulled the seat belt. Seeing the food packaging on the front desk of Blake’s car, he twitched his mouth again, “Are you so busy! The car smells like a rustling sauce!” Blake didn’t say anything and turned around with a smile. The body, “I have another one, do you want it?”

Jackson thought for a moment, “Yes.” In such an atmosphere of dinner, he really didn’t eat much.

Blake flipped through the trash bag on the car platform for a while, found a bag and handed it to Jackson.

Jackson frowned, very doubtful whether this thing could be eaten, he smelled it, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. He opened the package and tasted it.

“Where to go?” Leaving the manor, Blake looked around, waiting for directions.

“Grand Funeral Home.” Jackson pointed to the southwest, “The original Western Region address”

Blake raised his eyebrows, “Isnt there abandoned Already?” Although puzzled, Blake still drove in that direction, “Is anyone else living there?”

Jackson was chewing on some cold food while staring at the fractured fracture. , Distinguishing the ingredients, onions, tomatoes, chicken… It seems to be a mess of things rolled together, ignoring the more and more weird smell in the car, the taste is unexpectedly good, “I don’t know, it’s not the place I decided.” /p>

“Ah” Blake smiled, turning the tone weirdly, “Is that the girl child? Who is she?”

“Classmate.” Jackson said nothing. Reply.

“It’s just a classmate?” Blake pushed Jackson with his elbow, and a few pieces of food wrapped in a mess of things fell into the car seat.

Jackson frowned, fiddled with his hips under the seat in disgust. The food scraps he had dropped did not come out, but a pile of dry yellow scraps with unknown ingredients.

“Just classmates.” Jackson replied, and then seriously said to Blake, “Blake, you have to clean your car.” Jackson looked back at the back seat of Blake’s car. In addition to the pile of documents, a blanket was found under the debris!

“Blake.” Jackson thought, and asked with some doubts, “Do you live in this car?”

Blake’s face was supposed to be teasing him The smile froze, “hehe, I’m very busy.”

Jackson leaned directly over Blake’s shoulder and inhaled hard, full of the smell of deodorant! It’s not that it smells bad, but there is no smell that humans should have. Can you understand…

“Uh.” Jackson looked at Blake’s profile, “How long have you not taken a bath? “

“Well…” Blake’s expression was a bit weird, “Just a few days.”

How many days? it is summer now! Blake represents the facade of the mayor’s office, he is the public relations, don’t forget. He is the guy who has to work in formal clothes all day!

“Are you okay?” Jackson kept his skeptical gaze, looking at Blake who was barely smiling.

“It’s okay. It’s just very busy, no time.” Blake glanced at Jackson and answered vaguely.

Are you too busy to live in your car? Jackson doesn’t believe that being busy is related to living in the car. After watching for a while, he shrugged, “I’m happy to see your bad luck.”

Blake shook his head with a wry smile without explaining, and changed the subject, “What’s the matter with your party? Activities?”

Jackson spread his hands, “I don’t know, I was only invited.”

Blake frowned, “Who will go?”

“I don’t know.” Jackson looked bored towards the window, “It’s just some classmates.”

Blake faintly felt that something was wrong, not a serious feeling. People who just go to the party, if they dont know what activities will be carried out, its for people. But listening to Jackson’s words, it seems that he has no interest in the classmates attending the party. I don’t know why Jack is going to participate.

“What are you going to play?” Blake continued to ask.

Jackson shrugged, “I don’t know.”

Blake shook his head, forget it, don’t ask. Go and wander around to see if there are no suspicious people.

When Blake’s car drove down the cemetery, the sun was already on the west horizon, and the sky light was rendered by a layer of red. His lateness made Jackson too late. Several half-year-old teenagers and girls can already be seen at the end of the whole cemetery surrounded.

Grands cemetery in the Western Region has been recovered, and it is back to the city governments plan. After the compensation and operation of moving the tomb, the entire cemetery is fenced, and the interior should be demolished. Demolition, the transfer of the transfer, there are not many cemeteries, it is more like an unmanned empty space, waiting for the construction of the beginning of autumn.

The house of the original Grand Funeral Home is in the southwest corner of the cemetery, very close to the border of the Barton Western Region. A few boys and girls carrying bags watched the car entering, asking each other and discussing in a low voice, “Who?! It’s driving here.”

No surprise, these guys are not enough. At the age of driving, no parents would allow them to party in such a strange place, and naturally no one would send them over.

So driving here directly makes them a little strange.

Living up, Jackson pushed open the door, greeted Blake, and signaled that he could go.

Blake glanced at the building whose signboard had been removed. It was similar to the Grande layout in the southern district. They were all’L’-shaped buildings. There were already small heads on the second floor, so curious. Look down.

Blake felt out of place.

Blake looked around, these Little Brats seemed to have prepared something, each carrying a bag, stuffed with things, water bottles, snacks, inflatable cushions…

He twitched his mouth and looked at Jackson, who had nothing but a purse with his pockets, ignoring his sign to let himself go, “Uh, are you sure you were invited?”

Jackson himself seemed to feel that something was wrong. When he was invited, he also confirmed whether he needed to prepare something. Is it rectified?

“Jackson!” The female child’s voice came from the second floor, and a head quickly retracted, and in a moment she ran out from the front door, “You are here! I thought you would not show up!” “

Jackson is a little relieved, he is not being rectified, he tugged at the corner of his mouth, looked towards Blake in the car, “My driver is late.”

The female child went to the car Looking inside, he clearly recognized the person who was on the platform at the ceremony this afternoon. Not Jacksons usual driver, politely laughed, “Its okay.”

The girl stretched out her hand and pulled to Jackson, “Come in!”

Jackson looked at Bray Ke glanced, waved, and entered the door with the girl.