Jack was back to his old self. It was either the Scotch or the fact that he woke up to a pretty blonde in his bed. He bet on the blonde. He never did ask Preacher precisely what he had told Mel. And he didn't ask Mel to be more specific. It didn't really matter. What did matter was that he had bonded with Mel on a new level that night without planning to. That she knew he was tortured over something terrible from his past and instead of shying away, stayed with him, willing to take it on-it had meant something. She had held him while he tossed and turned against a mean-spirited ghost.
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Jack found himself feeling more like his old self again, influenced either by the Scotch he consumed or by waking up next to a beautiful blonde. He favored the connection he had with this woman, Mel. Although he was unsure about what Preacher had told Mel and didn't seek further clarification, the important takeaway was their newfound bond. This connection seemed to heal something in him, giving him a sense of comfort and companionship.

That night, Jack and Mel shared a deep understanding; she recognized the pain he carried from his past. Rather than withdrawing, Mel chose to stay by his side, providing support as he confronted his inner demons. Her willingness to be there for him signified a meaningful moment in their relationship, as she offered him solace while he wrestled with memories that haunted him.

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