"All Our Life's Chapter 7" At Charlotte Art Gallery-Charlotte was getting ready for her art show, which was tomorrow, when her phone rang. It was her son, who she hadn't heard from in years. "Oh Jonathan, it's good to hear from you. What! That's wonderful news!" Charlotte hung up the phone, glad her son was coming home.
At Constantine/Theodore-Theodore was in his office working when Genevieve came in. She hated that her father was a mob boss; it was one of the reasons she became a lawyer. "Genevieve, what is it?" "I'm going to stay at the hotel. It's too hard to stay here." "Genevieve, your mother would want you to stay here." "I cannot bear to see them." Theodore got up and closed the door. "They're your children. You should have raised them! I didn't even want to follow through with the pregnancy—that was you and your mother. I did the right thing, and your mother and I enjoyed raising them. Genevieve, you cannot run away this time." "I didn't run away. I just moved on." "Genevieve, are you taking your medicine?" "Yes, Daddy." Theodore opened the door. "Go to bed. I have work to do." Theodore kissed his daughter on the head, and she left.
Genevieve went into the living room and found Matthew in the room. "Matthew?" "Genevieve, so you're my older sister?" "Yes." Oddly, Mother had us late in life. She wanted another child." "Yes." Matthew sensed something was off and left.
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