John Jones
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Keeley was still sulking when Aaron came home, refusing to return his kiss. "What's wrong with you?" he asked with a frown. "Ask your fan club," she sniffed. "I can't even go downstairs to get eggs without people thinking they have the right to ask me personal questions. It's all your fault." He sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter. "I thought this might happen. They'll lose interest eventually." "Not soon enough! It's already been a week! How much longer do I have to wait before I can…
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A week after the nail salon incident, Keeley was tired from spending the entire morning coaching Alice on what to say during her job interview that afternoon. She wasn't the best at teaching people things but Alice had been a decent pupil. At least she seemed to understand it in the end. She really hoped Alice got the job she was interviewing for. Then, with the promise of income, she would be able to start renting an apartment of her own. It wasn't that Keeley didn't like having her stay but Aaron had…
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"Brann Knighton doubled the size of the reward asking for information on Lacy's murderer that will never be found," Aaron said. "He isn't a threat." Cameron's brow furrowed, unconvinced that the danger had passed completely. Aaron couldn't blame him; they had dealt with a lot of unsavory characters over the years to get where they were now. "Who is? Do we have anyone we need to look out for or are we good?" He couldn't think of anyone they had to worry about. Max would want revenge for Lacy but he…
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The tension in the room continued to rise as Alice eyed Aaron skeptically and he gave off even more ice. He wasn't a fan of having to convince stubborn people of things. Keeley learned that the hard way in their first life. "I know my brother," he said flatly. "This isn't the first time we've crossed paths. His morality is questionable but I believe he would do anything for me. Like killing someone I think poses a threat to my family. You don't have to believe me but I wouldn't recommend getting close…
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When they made it back to the Hales' apartment building, Gray wanted to come up and chat with Aaron for a while. Keeley shot him down. "It's after eight; the babies should be asleep right now and I don't want to risk waking them up. I'll tell Aaron you said hi though." He frowned slightly. "When can I come visit you all again?" She didn't think Aaron wanted to have him come visit at all but she couldn't exactly say that. Why was thinking of things on the spot so darn difficult? "Why don't we…
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Alice tried to shield Keeley as best she could but the crowd pressed in on them further and further. She was about ready to simply curl up like an armadillo with her arms over her head on the ground until a familiar voice yelled out. The crowd buzzed frantically, whispering to each other because they recognized the person who had spoken. He drawled, "Can't we all give my sister-in-law and her friend some space?" She had very mixed feelings seeing Gray. On the one hand, she was grateful for a timely…
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Keeley took Alice to a nearby nail salon that stayed open late since most closed earlier in the day. It wasn't as fancy as the ones she was used to but Keeley refused to step into that part of town because of all the bad memories. She didn't need the reminder of her former life. Alice didn't seem to mind; she was just happy to be getting her nails done. For her, it was something familiar and comforting. Her manicure involved a mixture of matte and glossy burgundy nails with one pinkish gold sparkly…
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When Aaron arrived home he was more than a little confused seeing Alice Kelly parked on his couch. He quickly kissed his wife before asking what she was doing there. "I ran into Alice at the park earlier. She needs a place to stay for a little while and we have plenty of guest rooms," Keeley explained. "I was actually going to ask if you could watch the twins for a while so we could go get our nails done." His eyes narrowed. "You hate getting your nails done. You always do it yourself." She pulled…
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Once the babies were down for their morning nap, Keeley helped Alice look through her job options. French literature specifically was only useful if you had an advanced degree and wanted to become a professor so she decided to search for French language jobs. Alice was fluent after all. "Your best bet at this point would probably be getting a job as a tutor or a translator. The problem is going to be your resume since you've never had a job. Have you done any volunteer work you can put down?" Keeley…
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A few weeks later, Keeley took the twins on their daily walk around Central Park. Some mornings she used the stroller and others she carried them in a double wrap on her torso. They had recently learned how to hold up their heads so they loved being in the wrap and looking around at everything while being attached to their mother. This particular morning they were in the wrap. She liked to switch things up for the sake of her back. As she walked in circles around the park, she thought about how good…
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