Sarah shot a few quick text messages to Karyn telling her that she thought Karyn and Jon needed some time to cool off, and letting her know that she was driving Jon home. She told Karyn to stay at brunch and spend time around friends.
Then she and Jon got into the white Miata that had seemingly been Jon’s home base for the last twenty four hours. The warmth on his cheek from Sarah’s kiss still resonated with energy that Jon didn’t quite understand. Realistically, there was a lot about the last twenty-four hours that he didn’t understand. Hell, Jon still wasn’t entirely sure why Karyn had begun changing personalities in the first place. Nobody made a wish for that to happen.
“So what was that song you were singing?” Sarah interrupted his thoughts as she pulled out of the driveway.
“Hm?”
“Who can turn the world on with her smile?” Sarah tried to imitate Jon’s singing. “What’s that from?”
“Oh,” Jon found himself slightly surprised. He thought everyone knew the Mary Tyler Moore Show. “It’s from an old sitcom that my mom used to watch with me. It’s this woman who moves out on her own for the first time, and everyone just really loves her. She’s always optimistic, and she tries hard, and she’s always looking for the right solution, no matter what life throws at her. She gets a job at a news station, and her boss is the old man from ‘Up,’ and he tells her that she has spunk.”
“Does he like spunk?” Sarah asked.
“He hates spunk.”
Sarah smiled. Jon laughed.
“Hey,” Sarah said as they stopped at a red light, “I didn’t actually get any food at Amber’s. Let’s stop somewhere on the way?”
Jon furrowed his brow. “You know, I didn’t get any food, either.” He paused, then pointed at two giant yellow arches at the corner of the next intersection. “We can do McDonald’s. My treat.”
“Jon,” Sarah laughed out loud. “My father literally has a billion dollars. I can buy my own hamburger.”
“I know,” Jon said quietly, almost to himself. “But you’ve been helping me out so much. And I was really being a jerk this morning. So it’s like, I know you can pay for it, but I want to pay anyway.”
Sarah looked over at Jon, small and vulnerable in the passenger seat, playing with his thumbs in his lap. “Okay, Jon. Okay.” Sarah sighed warmly. “You can pay for my hamburger, just for today.”
Then the light turned green.
