Ben, couldn’t you at least try to pretend that you didn’t mean disappointment this time around? A text, a call, zip? I’m tired… of making plans you break, waiting at the airport for a flight you never got on. Listen I get it, you like the pick the cherries but not take care of the tree. Well, Babe, this tree has roots deep on this island and there’s no way I’m uprooting them for you. Don’t come looking for me. Liv I can’t be around as much as she wants me to be, there are responsibilities I have too…. just responsibilities, I can’t put that baggage on her. Things are changing, if she’d just waited, Liv would see that. She called me a jerk, I guess I am… well…. Baby, I’m going to teach you that I’m your jerk. Author Caribbean Jerk is set in Barbados, some words are in the Bajan dialect and are not writing errors.