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Chapter 2
Jo had spent just two years in Melbourne, Australia still working as a barrister and it already felt like a life time. Her mobile had over 50 missed calls and messages from John Deed that she had refused to answer or listen to. The thing that upset her the most was that the calls had stopped coming a year and a half ago. She even stopped picking up her phone and looking at John's number everyday, a year ago. The hardest thing that Jo found with moving on was not looking back, to John. She had only been on a couple of dates in the two years and they had all ended after the first date because none of them compared to John. Whenever she looked into their eyes she saw John and then couldn't shake the feeling of John being there for the rest of the night. Jo's friends in the office tried to encourage her to get out there and have some fun, but nothing seemed to cheer her up. She instead turned to the scotch and whiskey bottles to drown her sorrows, though nothing seemed to numb her pain. Jo found that whenever it was raining she liked to go out for a walk, because no one knew that she was crying. She kept to herself and even though the silence was almost unbearable, anything was better than going out with people she didn't like, to have them remind her of John's company, which she so sorely missed. He visited her every night in her dreams and Jo was frustrated to find that the image of his face was slowly deteriorating and would soon be no more. John wasn't in her life anymore, but he would forever be in her heart.
John sat in his chambers after the conclusion of his latest case, sipping his third glass of whiskey for the day. He glanced over at his mobile, remembering the day he finally stopped calling Jo. It had been a year and a half since then and only a year since he stopped checking his phone everyday for a call or message from Jo. He didn't seem to function properly anymore, like he needed Jo there for some guidance and support. Sometimes love just ain't enough is something John found out the hard way and now he had given up on the hope of ever being in love again. There was a period for about the first six months after Jo left that John found himself drowning his sorrows in bottles of whiskey and scotch and cheap one night stands. He became reckless and it almost cost him his career because he couldn't find the energy needed to fight the LCD and Sir Ian Rochester. It was only because his daughter set him straight, that he started to pull himself together. John started properly dating about a year ago and was currently in a relationship with a nice, warm nurse Nancy Wills. They had been together for about four months, though Nancy was a fine woman, John wasn't happy, but stuck at it because he couldn't stand the silence of being alone. Being alone meant that he had more time to think about Jo and the mess he had made of their relationship and because Nancy was such a bright and positive person she didn't notice that anything wrong. Nancy may be his current interest, but she would never enter his heart because it would always belong to Jo.
John finished his fourth glass of whiskey and then grabbed his keys, before heading out of his chambers to his silver, Mercedes convertible which was parked outside the Judge's entrance to the courthouse. Turning on the ignition John sped out of the car park, struggling to see clearly through his blurred vision. This meant that as John turned the corner he wasn't able to see the oncoming truck until it was too late.
Charlie Deed, John Deed's daughter and only child was spending her evening preparing for a trial next week, when she received a phone call.
"Hello is, that Miss Charlotte Deed?" A voice said in a calm and professional manner.
"Yes it is," Charlie replied cautiously.
"I'm doctor Greg Sanders and I'm afraid I have to inform you that you're father John Deed has been in an accident."
