"All Our Life's Ch 36"
At Pine Hospital, Genevieve was just waking up to see Constantine in her room. "Where is Daddy?" he asks while making phone calls. "Oh, we will take care of you, Genevieve." "No, I'm not staying with you." "Oh, Genevieve, you can't leave this time." "Why are you so cold? What happened to you, Mother?" "It's not worth mentioning." As Sunday Rose and Matthew came by, they said, "We want to talk to you." "Sure," she replied. "How did you come up with my name?" she asked. "It's the night you were conceived." "Oh, Genevieve," her mother said. "I know, Mother, another disappointment with you! I didn't give my children traditional names." "Did you love him?" "Yes, Jonathan is the love of my life." "Do you still love him?" "Yes." Constantine didn't want his daughter with him. "Do you regret giving us up?" "I wonder sometimes if I did the right thing," she admitted. "You did. Genevieve was a nineteen-year-old—you both had a great life. I raised you just like I raised Genevieve, Elizabeth, and TJ. Now it's been a long night; Genevieve, you need your rest." "Like you care," she retorted. "I do," Constantine said as she left with the twins.
Theodore was in the hallway on the phone. "I need your help with something," he said. Theodore hung up as Constantine, Sunday Rose, and Matthew came by. "Genevieve is resting. I say we go home."
Agnes was worried about her daughter when there was a knock on the door—it was Alex. "Agnes, I need to talk to Amelia." "She is not here." "Where is she?" "At her place."
Amelia was on a plane with her children, leaving town.
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