Helen Brenna - The Pursuit of Jesse

“BRIAN, GO GET ME a Philips screwdriver.”

Seemed as if no matter what Jesse said or did, the two boys stopped by here almost every day after school. He’d finally decided that if he was going to be stuck with them, he might as well make the most of it. Today Brian had come alone. Apparently, Zach had too much homework and would be by later.

Brian came back with the wrong type of tool.

“That’s what you call a standard screwdriver. See the flat head?” Jesse straightened and headed from the bathroom into the hall. “Come on. Let’s go have a lesson on tools, so you know what’s what.”

The boy followed him out into the main living area. One by one, he explained the name of every single tool Garrett had let him leave at Sarah’s house and how they were used. Then he explained the difference between the various type of screws and nails. “If you use too small of a screwdriver, you’ll strip the head off a screw.”

“What does that mean?”

“See these grooves?” Jesse pointed. “You’ll tear them right up if your tool doesn’t fit properly.”

“You know a lot about construction,” Brian said. “How did you learn all this stuff?”

“My dad.”

“You’re lucky. I wish I had a dad to teach me things.”

Jesse snorted. “You probably wouldn’t be saying that if you’d known my dad.”

“Why?”

“He wasn’t very nice. If any one of us four boys stepped out of line even the slightest, he’d whack us. He threw a shovel at me once and hit me in the back of the head just because I wasn’t moving fast enough after he’d told me to go get a hammer.”

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