"You ever think about putting down roots somewhere besides the city, Jackie?" Colleen queried as she plopped down into a worn barstool beside her favorite Irishman.
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‘ All my work is here, babe. ‘
Jackie knew what she was suggesting, though. He was fully aware that his girl was constantly worrying for him and his well being, given the odd jobs that his brother handed down to him every once in a while, but it was with that loyalty to Frankie, that he hadn’t considered moving out of Hell’s Kitchen yet. Perhaps it would benefit a great deal, the pair of them, or anyone for that matter, but he was tied too closely to what he thought was right - so much so, he often neglected the reasons behind her wanting to move. Raising the half finished pint to his lips, he turned a curious eye toward the woman almost nestled so closely beside him and grinned, an arm draping to rest over her shoulders, pulling her in a little tighter as though that would calm the roaring waves of fear forever bubbling inside of her. ‘ Maybe one day, we can pack up, say goodbye to this hell hole and find us a nice place in the country somewhere, yea? Away from all the shit. ‘
