MyFkdMind

So, my mother had a lover for as long as I could remember.  My father was not the love of her life. His name was Jefferey he was a drifter very good-looking jet-black hair spruced up with hair cream that sixty and seventies look.  Kind of like John Travolta out of Greece he played a guitar I guess to her he was quit intoxicating.  I could never work out why she did not set up house with him rather than my father.  He just did not want the responsibility of children he would come into town and then disappear for months on end not a stable environment for five kids at that stage. 

Because my father worked away for weeks at a time when he was in town it was easy for her to continue an affair. By the late seventies my oldest brother had moved away going to the city to work.  For some reason my mother decided to leave my father could have been his drinking and move us children out of the family home.  It was summer and we moved into a caravan park (I guess I am officially trailer trash).  I remember how stinking hot it was a caravan and a canvas annexe with no air conditioning.  Us children hated it and we certainly gave Jeffrey a hard time.

I am not sure how long we lived by that but again Jeffrey showed his true colours and left town.

Shortly afterwards we moved back into the family home.  I do not know what the arrangement was between my parents.  My Dad kept drinking and she kept seeing Jeffrey when my father was away working.

As previously explained my oldest brother was my have brother my second brother was my full brother or so we think for some reason my mother could him Jeffrey weird hey. How did my father live with that knowing that she was having an affair with her lover called Jeffrey.  Would a paternity test be the answer as the years have gone on, I wonder if my brother questions it.  I think it has been so many years have gone past that only people would get hurt if that came out.

We recently moved from the country to the city and then the affair stopped.

My mother always had a scheme going on and was working various jobs she started using various alias one of which was her lovers last name.

The real kicker is that they both died four days a part how do you reconcile that.  Could this be one of the greatest love stories of all time.