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Jayne had wanted to run but knew that being caught would not merely be physical damage, but she’d never get another chance.
It had to be planned, careful, step by step.
First, she needed to store some money, enough to get her far away.
Second, she had to find a place for her babies.
The second was easier than she thought.
George had lost his job, they were struggling. Jayne wondered,, “Maybe your mother could take the boys for a couple of months.”
George would have barked something, for he was always anti Jayne’s pro, but he had been complaining how expensive the kids were.
Jayne knew sending the boys to George’s mother was wise. His mother knew exactly what her son was. Not that he had raised a hand to her, or even his voice, but the coldness, the sneaking, the lies, his attitude of superiority was well known.
Once the babies were gone, Jayne pretended it was a second honeymoon, and she did it so well George was fooled. But George really thought Jayne loved him.
