"Francis put that damn thing out, you know I can't stand the smoke" Ann said some time later. "Je sais, and yet I still do not care." Francis admitted, taking another long drag of his cigarette. "The boys are going to go into cardiac arrest if they get up and I'm not there, it has been fun Ann; call me next time you're in town?" He chimed, putting his shirt back on.
"Okay, but next time I'm in town I'll call, but you'll have to find me" She smirked. "Have fun in Canada, don't overload on maple syrup and bacon" He said sarcastically.
"Jealous? Oh well. Maybe you could visit me for a change once in a while; check on your children, but hey since when have I ever been right?" Ann marveled. Francis shot her a smile, said his goodbyes, gave her a kiss, and left.
In the next few hours Ann was on her plane out and Francis was nursing Gilbert and Antonio out of their hangovers. Once she was off her plane, Ann checked her cell phone and found one message.
Francis:
See you soon ma chérie. Je t'aime.