" "Jeanne, there are now going to be a number of other men in your life. I fear that you may eventually discover that you don't need me as much as you...thought you did." "No, Michael, I'll always need you." "The only way we can be certain of that is if you experience life without me. Jeanne, when I come home, I want to be confident that there will always be a place for me in your life." "Michael, there always will be a place for you in my life." "How can you be sure of that, Jeanne?" Jeanne was. And if you think I won’t make a scene in the office, pleading with you to marry me, because I love you and our unborn c***d so much, think again.”I realize that he’s right. That there’s no way out. I’m finished. My career is over. The only other option is to have this baby alone, maybe give it up for adoption. “I won’t do it.”“Oh, you think you’ll just squeeze the k** out and give it up and try to start over? No, no. I’ll have you blackballed from this entire industry. I’ll sabotage every. So I contacted her.She said to me her son had not slept. Once he sleeps, she will call. I have got a call from her after 10:30. She informed me to check outside if no one is there, then directly enter inside and close the doors. I did the same. I entered her house and closed the main door.She was in a nighty and watching TV. I went to her and greeted her. She apologized for keeping me waiting for a longer time. I said it’s okay. Her son was lying on the floor and sleeping in the hall. She. "Jesus, Mary and Joseph," she exclaimed, "Are all these yours? Wives and whatever." They are whatevers, all of them. I have no wives at the moment." At the moment?" I hope to change that soon," he said gently."And would all these still be here?" she asked, realising that he was, as she would have put it, proposing to her."Of course," he replied, knowing what was coming."Then I'll be back off to Ireland as soon as maybe, if you please. I'll not live in a heathen den such as this. Sure 'tis one.