QUOTE : with memories of Paulie and Jax. Marcy rolled her eyes indulgently. “I’d better make sure they get a move on.” She left the room, probably deliberately to give them privacy. Ford slid a glance toward his brother, disappointed to find any trace of levity gone and in its place something he couldn’t quite label. No, that wasn’t right. Ford knew what it was. It was the same message that crossed his brother’s face anytime he looked at Ford. You might have it all now, Fordie, but you fucked up big time on your way. “Been a while,” Jax said. Ford nodded. “Tickets were always waiting for you at the box office whenever I played in Chicago. While it’s great to see the kids and Marcy, I would have been thrilled if you came to see me.” Jax stood and went to the fridge, holding the door open as if the mysteries of the universe could be