Birthday Bash

Date/Timing: 18 October 2014
Setting: Jackson & Lily's flat; Newtown, New South Wales, Australia
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Jackson is awake.
""—son!"" shrieks Lily.
Jackson is in the front room.
Lily, wielding their baseball bat, stands over a dark form on the floor.
Jackson flips on the light.
Logan rubs the top of his shoulder, pushes to his feet—
Lily swings—
Jackson winces.
Logan ducks—
—misses.
—straightens, greets, "'ey, Jack."
Lily drops the bat. "You know this guy?!"
"Uh ... well ...."
"Jackson, why does he know you?!"
Logan sighs, rocks around on his heels, sweeps a bow. "Logan Jones, the one and only."
"You're his—"
"Brother," croaks Jackson.
"What the hell's going on?!"
"Lemme talk to him a moment." Jackson hustles Logan from the room, mouths, 'I am so sorry!', over his shoulder.
Lily huffs.
He shoves Logan into a kitchen chair. "The fuck're you doing here?"
"I was hungry."
"There's a milk bar on the corner."
"Broke."
"That's never stopped you before."
Logan glowers. "Trying to keep a low profile."
"Low pro—" Blinks, grabs Logan by the ear—
"Oi! Ow!"
—hauls him to his feet, marches him to the door. "Get out."
"But I just—"
"/Out. I'm not getting involved in whatever you've done." Onto the landing, down the stairs.
"But I haven't—"
"Don't care." Through the lobby.
"Can I just—"
"I'm not going down with you." Out the back door, across the parking area. 
Logan twists himself free, glares.
Jackson glares back.
Logan tilts his chin.
Jackson crosses his arms.
Logan slumps, rubs his shoulder. "Look, I let myself in for some food and money to get to Nanny's. Only that."
"You're in deep trouble again."
"Little worse than usual, yea."
Jackson sighs, "What went wrong with you?"
"Never been 'right'. You know that."
"Look, I can't get in—" Deep breath. "I can't help you. I get caught aiding a criminal—"
"Helping family," sniffs Logan.
"—/a /criminal and it makes Lily look bad."
"Can't ruin the li'l princess's squeaky-clean image, ay?"
Jackson drags a hand down his face. "Just ... just go."
Logan shrugs. "Whatevs. See you 'round." 
"Hey, Logan?"
"Yea?"
"Happy birthday."
"Thanks, Jack." Logan waves over his shoulder and vanishes into the shrubbery along the back gardens.
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