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and take a bite.  
    Once we finish eating, we make our way to the ranch and handle the day's chores before it gets too late. Working day and night helps me keep my mind off of the brunette that haunts my dreams every night.

    Just as I'm about to head to the gym to burn off some of my sexual frustration, I hear my phone go off.
    Unknown: Can we talk?
    Me: Yeah Lynnie, what's up?
    Programming her new number in my phone, I think about all the things she could possibly tell me.
    Lynnie: This is probably something that we need to talk about in person...
    Me: Well I'm at home if you want to come by
    Lynnie: Okay, I'll be there in a few.
    What could she possible want to tell me that has her wanting to talk to me in person all of a sudden. Racking my brain, I can't think of one single reason that she would want to talk.
    Hearing a soft knock at the door, I brace myself for whatever she has to tell me. Opening the door, I see that she already has tears falling down her face. Reaching my hand out, I wait for her to make the first move.  
    When her fingers wrap around mine, I pull her through the door and into my arms. I hate seeing tears in her eyes, I really hope that I’m not the one who put them there. Resting my cheek on the top of her head, I ask her what’s wrong.  
    Pulling away from me, she walks over to the couch and takes a seat. “You may want to sit for this.” she says softly. Sitting next to her, I wait for her to begin.  
    “After I went off to college, I found out I was pregnant.” Oh fuck . Wait, then where is my kid? Did she have an… No, she would never do that. God my mind is spinning, I have no idea what to think right now. She was pregnant. We made a baby. She never told me. Why the fuck did she never tell me?  
    “I can see your mind spinning Jax. Please let me finish the story before you say or do anything please.” She begs. All I can do is nod my head. I don’t trust the words that are probably going to come out of my mouth right now.
    “As scared as I was about having a baby, I was excited too. It meant I still had a piece of you to hold on to. The baby was the only thing that kept me sane after we broke up. I knew that even if we didn’t make it, the baby would always love me.”  
    She gets a faraway look in her eyes and I know that something happened. Part of me doesn’t want to hear the rest of the story, but I know I need to. Knowing that I was going to be a father means something to me.  
    Grabbing her hand, I thread my fingers through hers. A small smile appears across her lips and I wish that I could always keep her happy.
    “My whole pregnancy went great and I couldn’t wait to hold our child in my arms. The day I went into labor, I was at home sleeping. When I got myself to the hospital, the contractions were so bad that I could barely catch my breath. Once they wheeled me back to deliver the baby, something went wrong. Her heartbeat was gone and the doctors did everything they could.”  
    I can’t breathe. Lyn had to deliver our baby by herself with people she didn’t know. Putting my head in my hands, I can feel the tears start to pool in my eyes. Why didn’t she tell me? I feel her put one hand on my back and the other on my thigh. She's trying to comfort me through the story even though I can see it tearing her up inside. Just telling me what happened still affects her. I can't imagine going through it too.
    “The doctors said the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck and that she died before I could deliver her.” Her broken whisper causes me to look up at her. The tears are now streaming down her face and I don’t know how to take away the pain. Hell, I can’t even take away my own. She had to deal with this all on her own at eighteen fucking years old. God, what kind of man am I? How the hell did I not know? I can’t take the silence any longer. Wiping the tears from my own eyes, I look up at her.  
    “Why didn’t you tell me Lynnie. I would have been there