"Tell them their stupid daddy fell down and bumped his head," Jax said. "And that he misses them and loves them very much. Give 'em a kiss for me, yeah?"

He looked down at her hand, thinking that he hadn't seen the scar properly in a long time, but it no longer scared him. Tara was still a surgeon, even with it.

"Tomorrow is already too long. I want to at least say hi to them."