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“I’m still not sure why you did what you did—or why you continue to help us—but I think it’s pretty clear that it takes a special sort of person to take in a family like you’ve done for us. I don’t have anything to give you in return. I don’t know if I ever will, but I’ll do everything I can to pay you back for—” “I love your family, Joey,” she cut me off by saying, voice thick with emotion. “Each and every one of you.” She winked. “Especially you.”
“No, love, you didn’t,” she replied, reaching across the console to ruffle my hair affectionately. “Because Aoife is in no way similar to your mother, and you, my big-hearted boy, don’t have a Teddy Lynch bone in your body.” “I already told you that I’m not interested in any of this,” I reminded her, squirming in discomfort when she squeezed my cheek. “I’m not your boy.” “And I already told you that we’re keeping you.” She chuckled. “Finders keepers, Joey love. You’re mine now.” Jesus.
“You don’t realize what you did to her,” he tossed out. “How badly you hurt my daughter. If you did, you’d leave her alone and let me take care of my family.” “I can’t do that,” I replied, desperately trying to keep the head. “Because your family is my family, too.” “She’s my child.” “And she’s the mother of my child,” I countered hotly. “I can’t walk away from her, Tony. That’s my baby she’s carrying.” “That’s my grandchild, and I’ll be damned if I stand back and let you hurt either one of them again.” “You can try to keep me from your child, but you won’t be keeping me from mine.”
“I miss her,” I admitted, clenching my eyes shut when the tears started to fall. “I miss her so fucking much.” My voice cracked, and I choked out a sob. “I miss my mother.” “Your mother loved you, Joey,” Edel vowed, as she pulled me into her arms. “I swear it, love.” Tightening her arms around me, she stroked my hair with her hand. “She just forgot to show it.”
Seeing Sean’s little face had my heart cracking open in my chest. This kid. He was my brother, but it was different with him. From birth, Sean had depended on me in a way the others hadn’t. I knew he wasn’t mine, but it didn’t stop my heart from beating for him in a paternal rather than brotherly way. “Hey, Seany-boo.” Sniffling back the lump in my throat, I sank to my knees in front of him. “How’s my baby?” “O-ee.” He didn’t hesitate to scramble onto my lap. “Seany loves O-ee,” he whispered in my ear as he stroked my cheeks with his chubby little hands. “O-ee make Seany happy.” “Joey loves
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“I’m here.” Joey’s voice was full of confidence. “Right here with ya.” His eyes shone with clearness—with sobriety. “I’m going nowhere, okay? Never again. I won’t leave your side.” And then his steady hands were on my cheeks, forcing me to focus on his crystal-clear green eyes. “And I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”
Dear Joseph, To know that I finally get to write this letter brings me both immense joy and sadness in equal measure. Joy, because I know that you are thriving and most importantly finally free of that horrible man, but great sorrow because it came with such a high price. I know you’re probably wondering about the money, so I won’t beat around the bush. When Granda passed away, he left you a few bob in his will, but with it came strict instructions to not hand it over to you until you were away from your father and out from under his roof. I suppose Granda knew as well as I did that you would
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about putting notions in her head, I will—” Her words broke off when I reached into my pocket and laid the cash on the table in front of them. “What in the name of Jesus?” “Where did you get that kind of money?” “My grandmother.” “How much is there?” “There’s fifteen grand,” I said calmly. “Four thousand of that is for Aoife’s tuition for Tommen.” I swallowed harshly and looked her parents in the eyes. “Let me do this for her.”
“Move in with me.” I stood, unmoving, un-bloody-blinking, as I tried to absorb his words. “Huh?” “Move in with me, Molloy,” Joey repeated, closing the space between us. “Live with me.” “Here?” “Here,” he confirmed with a nod. “For now, at least.” My heart bucked wildly in my chest as my eyes roamed over his face, searching for the lie. I didn’t find it. “You’re serious,” I breathed, feeling dizzy. “You’re not joking.” “No, I’m not,” he replied, clamping a hand down on my hip. “Be with me.” “I am with you, Joe.” “No.” He shook his head. “Be with me, Molloy.” “In what way?” “In every way.” Whoa.
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