You had been married to tig for god know's how long, he was much older then you and still is, he was in his early 40's late 30's when he married you, you were in your early to mid 20's, now he's in his mid 40's and your in your mid to late 20's, your father hate's him because he is in the SOA gang, but you didnt care and still got married, you guys now had a Beautiful house and you worked at a day care

Tig was up bright and early doing his unnecessary long hair routine, he had his music playing, 80's rock music...you were still asleep, he was putting his jacket on and his other stuff, his black short curly hair sat on his head full of hair spray he looked toward's you noticing you waking "sorry sweetheart didn't mean to wake ya" he said putting on his SOA leather jacket that had his patch on it,