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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 143 Temper
Jax's day had began badly with Gemma at her overbearing worst. His MC brothers had slapped him on the back, called him brother and offered support. This was just something he would have to work through. He just needed to focus on getting the arrangements made for Wendy and Bela.
He'd been surprised to learn that Wilda had gotten out of jail already. He knew that discussing Wendy and Bela would be hard, but it was something he had to do face to face. He couldn't be a pussy and talk to her on the phone. The meeting would be bad, just something that had to be done.
When he pulled up to Wilda's, she was outside staggering around the yard yelling out "Dip Shit" and "Dumbass". There went his hope that she might only be buzzed and not drunk. It was going to be downhill from there. At least it had been brief and outside. A very drunk Wilda once grabbed his balls when they were alone. He didn't tell Wendy. He just made sure he was never alone with her.
As he rode to visit Skeeter, he thought about his meeting with Wilda. In the MC world, if a man had talked to him the way Wilda had, he'd be picking himself up off the floor. He was angered by Wilda blaming him for Wendy's crank addiction. He could have pointed out having the town's drunkest mother also had something to do with it, but he resisted lashing out at Wilda.
He reminded himself that Wilda had lost all her family in Wendy and Bela. He needed to control his temper and let it go. Be the better person.
He wanted to ask Wilda if she knew he wasn't Bela's father. He decided satisfying his curiosity wouldn't change anything.
Wilda clearly wanted no part in any public mourning of her daughter or granddaughter and wanted no part in disposing of their ashes. It was up to him to figure out something.
If he had a memorial or funeral for Wendy, who would he even invite? He didn't know many of Wendy's friends and the few he knew encouraged her crank use. Maybe he would just do something on his own.
Skeeter had given him the two boxes of ashes. He told Jax about how he'd tricked Wilda with decoy ashes because he had a bad feeling that she would do something crazy because she was so drunk. He thanked Skeeter. It was nice to know that the remains of Wendy weren't in a cesspool or sewage treatment plant somewhere.
He returned to his house. It was so empty and still. He flipped on the TV to keep him company, took a shower and changed his clothes. It wasn't until recently that he understood why he hated being alone so much—it was his brother Thomas. He and Thomas had always been company for each other even sharing the same bed. His hatred of being alone stemmed from missing his brother.
He tried for about five seconds to resist calling Scarlett until he remembered that he told her he would call her. Just because he wanted to hear her voice and spend a couple of minutes with her didn't have any deeper meaning. It didn't.