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Jax stood at the foot of his best friends grave like he had done many times before. He had left the stuffiness of the clubhouse in the hopes the fresh night air and peace of the cemetery would help clear his mind. Now though he wasn't sure it would help much. He had more questions than answers.
"She's back Opie. Showed up out of the blue this morning" started Jax as he rubbed his face. "Just casually rolls in. Little boy looks just like you. Says she is back for good" he continued as his mind went back to this morning. He had went through so many emotions, shock, anger, joy and now apprehension.
"She's different now Opie. I know people change and all that but.....this is a different change. Like she's not my little sister anymore..... I don't know how to explain it" continued Jax as he shook his head annoyed with his in ability to get his thoughts out. He felt like he might be in danger but couldn't voice that allowed even to his dead best friend, because he knew that was silly. His sister wasn't violent and was the sweetest and most good hearted person he had ever known. That was the thing though.... what if he didn't actually know her?
"I wish I understood what had happened in the weeks leading up to your death with you two" muttered Jax regretfully. He had suspicions but he hadn't asked to afraid to hear the answer. "I should have been a better brother to her I can tell you that. I should have called your ass out on the cheating and I should have asked more about that hospital stint she did." stated Jax firmly as he thought back on the call he got from Unser that his sister had taken a fall and was in the hospital a few day prior to Opies death.
"She didn't fall Opie....her and I know that. I suspect others know she didn't either and won't tell me. I should have confronted you..... would you have told me the truth or lied to me?" inquired Jax as he looked to the night sky. Jax sighed as he turned away from the grave and walked back to his bike.