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good bye love
Jeff stood beside the beat up old Ford mustang with all his possessions stuffed into it, and looked back at the house he would no longer call home. His little girl Jillian stood at the door waving. “Bye Daddy see you soon,” she called.
“She has no idea that she will probably never see me again,” he thought.
Just as Jeff reached for the car door Anne came to the door to stand behind Jillian. “She’s the most beautiful woman in the world and I will never hold her again,” he mumbled to himself. As he stood looking back at his family and his home the pain in his heart seemed to consume him.
The day he met Anne ran through his mind.
It was a rainy day in May 6 years ago. Jeff was coming from work at the office when his car wouldn’t start. When he checked his pocket for taxi fare he discovered that he only had change on him and it was 4 blocks to the bank machine. He decided to take the bus, which stopped right out side his office building.
Jeff stood under the bus stop roof watching the passersby. He saw her come out of the little boutique across the street. Jeff gasped when he saw her. “She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” he thought to himself. “Oh my God, she is coming this way. What will I say to her? What if she just walks right on by?” Jeff felt the pit of his stomach get tighter with every step she took toward him. As he stood staring at her he realized that she was also staring at him. The closer she got the warmer he seemed to feel. Before he realized it she was in his arms. She was so busy staring at him that she tripped over the curb and fell into his arms. They laughed and held each other. The electricity between them was instant. From that day on they spent every day together and were married 3 months later.
“How will I function with out her? “She is my world, I don’t want to go, but I have no choice I have to!” Jeff opened the door and climbed in the mustang and closed his eyes.
“Please God, don’t let this car start, give me just a few more minutes with the two most important women in my life,” he prayed out loud. He turned the ignition and the car started. Jeff took one last look before he drove away. He could see the tears running down Anne’s beautiful face as he pulled away. As Jeff drove memories flooded his mind.
They had been so happy the day they found out that Anne was pregnant. Jeff came home from the office and the lights were dimmed the table was set with fresh flowers, candlelight and wine.
“Hi honey, I made all your favorite foods and we are having a celebration,” Anne said as she grinned from ear to ear.
“What are we celebrating? The fact that I love you so much I can’t stand it?” he said as he took her in his arms and covered her with juicy kisses.
“Stop that.” She laughed. “This is serious.”
“Oh well, maybe I better sit down first.” He pulled out a chair and made himself comfortable.
“I’m pregnant, Jeff; we are going to have a baby.”
“A baby? Oh my God, maybe you should sit down.” He jumped up and pulled out a chair for her. “Now our life is perfect. You have made me the happiest man alive. I love you, Anne.” Jeff took Anne in his arms and held her tight.
“I should have known what was coming and I should never have put her through all this, he thought as he drove on without even knowing if he was going in the right direction. “I thought finding out that Anne was pregnant was the happiest day of my life but the day Jillian was born topped that 100%.” Jeff struggled with yet another memory of bliss.
It was June 16th five years ago. Jeff was just getting home from work and Anne was on the couch resting.
“Are you okay, honey?” Jeff said as he rushed to her side.
“I’m fine,” Anne answered. “I just feel a little tired. Could you please fend for yourself tonight? I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be silly. I am a big boy I can make my own supper. How about you? Do you want something?”
“No, thank you. I think I’ll just have a little sleep. Okay?”
“Okay. You call me if you need anything.” Off to the kitchen Jeff went.
As he was bending over in the fridge he heard a scream come from the living room. “What’s the matter?” Jeff said as he ran to the couch.
“Jeff, it started; my water broke and I’m in real bad pain. I have to get to the hospital right away. I think something is wrong.” Anne cried through her pain.
Jeff quickly got her into car and off to the hospital. Jeff paced the waiting room for 6 hours while they delivered the baby by cesarean.
“Mr. Flynn,” the nurse called, “you have a beautiful baby girl!”
“My wife, how is she? Is she okay?” Jeff practically yelled at the nurse.
“Your wife is fine. You can go in and see her now. Room 324 just down the hall to your right,” the nurse replied.
When Jeff opened the door to room 324, Anne lay holding their daughter. Jeff walked over and kissed Anne and touched their daughter on the head.
“I love you, Anne. I couldn’t ask for any thing more, I have it all and it is all because of you.”
”It was picture perfect back then.” Jeff said to himself. “God I wish I could go back to that time in my life.”
Jeff remembered the pain on Anne’s face when he told her that he didn’t love her anymore.
“Anne I want out.”
“What do you mean out?”
“I mean that I do not want to live in this house with you any more I don’t love you.” It was a struggle for him to say it but it had to be done.
“Jeff, what are you talking about?” Tears sprang to her eyes. She tried hard to understand, and I could not tell her the truth. We fought back and forth for days. Anne was sobbing so hard she could hardly talk as she finally said. “Okay, I give up. I love you but if you don’t want to be here then I can’t make you stay. I only ask one thing that is you leave Jillian with me so I can at least have a piece of you always.”
Jeff had to choke back the tears and the sudden pain in his heart. “That is fine with me.” He turned and went upstairs quickly so she would not see his pain. When he reached the top landing he paused and he could hear her sobbing.
“What a jerk I am. I should have known better,” he said quietly to himself as he went to pack.
Jeff felt sick as he talked to himself and drove away from the only woman he ever loved and his sweet little girl.
“I thought that I could walk away from my birth family, that I could have a normal life. I was wrong.”
His mind went back to the scene a week ago when his father walked into Jeff’s office.
“Father, what are you doing here? How did you find me?” Jeff asked in total shock.
“Jeff! What kind of a name is that?” his father replied. “Your mother and I named you Dominic Conchetti. Are you ashamed of that name?”
“Father, you know why I changed that name to Jeff Flynn. I don’t want to be a part of your crime family.”
“I’m shocked at your behavior. You are my son and I expect you to take over the family business when I am gone and I am not getting any younger you know.”
“Father, stop it. I am not taking over the family business. I don’t want any part of it. I am happy with my new life and I don’t want your old one!” Jeff spat at his father.
“Your life? Yes, I know all about your life. I know about that pretty little Irish wife and your little girl Jillian, I think her name is?” Angelo grinned at his son.
“You leave them out of this, do you hear me? They know nothing about my family and their business.” Jeff was getting scared. How did he know all about Anne and Jillian?
“That is just what we are going to do is leave them out of it.”
“What do you mean father?”
Angelo laughed. “You are going to leave that bimbo and her bastard child and you will come back to your wife.”
“I love Anne!” Jeff shouted at his father “I am not leaving her or my child to go back to Rosetta.”
“She is your wife. And if you have any crazy notions of running off again I will have the bimbo and her child eliminated. I don’t care what you tell her but the less she knows the safer she is. Do you understand?”
Angelo turned and left Jeff to his thoughts.
As Jeff drove, he knew that he had done the right thing. Anne and Jillian would be safe; his father was a man of his word.
Jeff Flynn died in that house with Anne and Jillian. Dominic Conchetti would live on to be an empty shell of a man.