The Morbid And Sultry Tales Of Genevieve Clare - Plot & Excerpts
“Fucking fog,” he quipped as he heard footsteps come up from behind. He looked over the headstones of his parents and made a decision. It was time. He loved Genevieve, and time hadn’t changed that. No matter whom he fucked, whom he even dated, he never forgot her. There would never be room in his heart for another woman, because Gen filled it completely. They’d both been broken by grief, essentially useless to each other; they just didn’t realize it at the time. She was healing from her loss, and through it, they were starting a relationship, getting reacquainted. Then his accident changed all of that. He knew she was shutting down, he watched it happen, but he’d also just lost his dad. He wanted to be strong enough for them both and fight to save what they were building, he just didn’t know how. “Mr. Finnegan?” one of the cemetery staff called behind him. “Your taxi’s here.” He always used the same guy, a former trucker named Jimmy.“Thanks,” he said to the man’s back as he walked away.
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