#Colleen x Eddie Spina
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Gloria Christine Stanic
Nicknames: Chrissy or Glo ( only her mother calls her that )
DOB: June 22, 19- ( she's forever 22, thank you very much )
POB: Sutton Beach, NY
Parents: Rita & Bob Stanic
Siblings: Two younger sisters, Dorothy ( who's 12 years younger ), and Jane ( 15 years younger )
Schooling:
Our Lady of Peace Middle / High School ( graduated class of 1980 )
Sloughbridge Community College ( Graduated with a diploma in Interior Design in 1982
Occupation:
Sales Clerk at McKeen's Market - 1978-1979 ( summers only )
Shoe / Sales Attendant / Pin Setter at Sanderson Lanes & Rink - 1979 - April 1980 ( winter / spring )
Seal N' Save Sales Rep - 1982 - current
Waitress / Hostess at The Aegean Cafe - 1980 - 1983
Receptionist at Spina Construction - 1982 - current
Significant Other: Adonis 'Eddie' Spina
Likes:
The Color Red
Blondie / Kim Carnes / The Pretenders / Carole King / Juice Newton
Chantilly perfume ( later a gift of Dioressence from Eddie changes her world )
Her two door LeBaron in her signature color, Safari Red it came from Canter's Chrysler over Frost River.
Dislikes:
The fact that Eddie just has to be married let alone to a woman like Colleen. If it were any other woman it wouldn't bother but with her it does. Colleen has to be the sweetest woman Chrissy's ever met. Which is why she apologized and was more than surprised when Colleen said she didn't blame her, she blamed Eddie entirely because it's what he did to her, too. *What she doesn't know is that Col & Eddie aren't actually legally married. Col's the one that controls the business but not Eddie's personal small spending account.*
The fact that she's just now finding out just how many wives Eddie Spina...or rather Adonis Spartakos, actually has.
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Mary Colleen Sullivan & Adonis 'Eddie' Spina circa 197-Something. Taken at both the Gaelic Club & The Aegean Cafe. Taken by Gloria Stanic
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Mary Colleen Spina circa 1984 photo credit to Helene Marie Starling
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"Y'know my mother was right about you....you're fuckin' crazy, Colleen."
One minute they were in a dingy little apartment on Delancey street then he blinked it and they were in Central Park. Rent checks with Colleen for her mother was always interesting. Minnie McGuire was never one to The fact that Colleen Murphy, the tall girl with long dark hair and pretty green eyes. She'd been quiet until she'd gotten to know him. Knowing him, meaning she pegged him with her softball between the shoulders after school one day in the fifth grade when he'd made the mistake of calling her cousin Stevie a shrimp.
"You called him a stuttering shrimp and you know you deserved it for sayin' it."
She'd admitted years later to him as they walked around the park. Of the three stops they'd made she'd gotten her mother's rent money every damn time. Maybe it was because she was a good judge of character. Some got the nice 'here lemme talk to Ma about another two weeks since your sister's sick' Colleen whilst others, like Mr Frank Flannery, got the 'you have until 3:00 to have my mother's money or I'm busting your other hand.' to which she commenced to take a meat mallet to the guy that almost broke Eddie's nose in high school.
"You fuckin' love me and wouldn't want it any other way, Spina."
After that fateful day in the park she had accepted him into the fold of her various collection of misfits from their neighborhood of Red Hook. She was insanely tight with the Starling girl who lived next door. He remembered Mr. Starling buying bread from his Grandfather's bakery and cuts of meat from his father. Eddie came from a huge family next-door to the McGuires so he always had a straggler or two of his own who Colleen welcomed with open arms. A theme she'd keep going as they grew up. He showed her how to let her hair down and not get caught sneaking out when they were teens. She taught him the correct way to pray for others and how to make the best grilled cheese. She gave him roots and he gave her wings and together they sailed along. She was raised in the quiet home of her mother and grandmother, Granny McGuire owned the local candy shop down the block from the bakery and always had something for the kids that walked by. Col's mother was a bookkeeper for many local businesses as well as a defecto back room betting parlor owner. OTB bets were usually taken at cab stands dotting the city but why go all the way when you could just go to McGuire's Sweet Shop on the corner? Where as he had been the eldest and the ringleader of chaos at his place only steps away, his mother stayed home his father worked the butcher shop during the week and on Saturdays he'd work at the bakery.
She'd been the one to teach his younger sister, Theresa how to throw a punch. Theresa was banned from the local Brownie troop and from Kelly Matsek was always dragged clear across the street if Theresa was spotted for fear of popping Kelly in the face again, a trend that would only stop once both girls were adults and Kelly asked Theresa to be a bridesmaid for her. Eddie and Colleen had been married since she turned 20 and he was 22. Christopher Edward Michael Spina was born eight months to the day of their wedding. They were now living in his parents old place on Huntington after his mother relocated to the much warmer climates of Florida after they celebrated their second anniversary. They were now officially ten years and three kids into the long haul and were still happy as well. He had learned that he indeed wouldn't want it any other way. The fact that she paints her toes the most vibrant shade of red or that she takes her coffee with an ungodly amount of sugar. She's the only one that can settle any one of their kids with a word or two and she was still the only person he'd want to have his back in a bar fight.
Ducking around the Alice statue she made a mad sprint for best friend Helene and the swathed bundle she held. He watched as his wife went from bone breaking bad ass to a cooing gooey mess over her best friend's baby.
"Eddie isn't she precious?!"
'That means she wants another one...maybe you do too..."
"The most."
'Yeah...you do...and this time it's her turn to the pick the name. Maybe show her your list this time.'
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"Please tell me you're kidding. Please tell me you're kidding me, Eddie!"
Running her hands through her long dark hair Colleen repressed her ID's need to do two things; knock Eddie Spina flat out on his stupid ass and scream until she lost all the air in her lungs and so help anyone that tried to revive her. In their twelve years together the subject of children was approached with caution, almost hesitation on her part because she was afraid that Eddie truly didn't want children with her. Perhaps he was embarrassed for a low sperm count? An embarrassing injury in his youth? No. He had said it was all his ex wife's doing and that at the time he hadn't planned on having kids or getting divorced. He hadn't planned on meeting someone like Colleen let alone getting married a second time.
"I thought you'd be happy if I got it reversed...maybe I should have just told you I was sterile."
The fact that he was sitting on their couch with a bag of peas sitting on his crotch half looped on a low dose of Tramadol he was prescribed for the after care bit of the reversal surgery made Colleen partially pity and love him a little more. He had lied, yes. But he had tried to fix whatever he had been talked into and he seemed remorseful, even like he was in more emotional pain than physical.
"You could have but you didn't. You tried...you're the first guy that's loved me enough to try for my benefit. Can I get you another bag of peas?"
A shocked expression painted Eddie's face and morphed into a bewildered smile. She wasn't going to try and scream and curse at him, divorce him and she hadn't even kicked him. That's what Tracy would have done, but Colleen wasn't Tracy. She had shown him again and again.
"Yeah...please."
A small smile bloomed across her face as she wandered into the kitchen and back with a new fresh bag of homegrown English peas in a gallon freezer bag. Sitting down on the overstuffed couch next to him she studied him.
"You know I've had lists of names ready since you asked me out back at the Old Towne."
That tidbit surprised him, back then she had been splitting her time between waiting tables at a crumby little down town diner and Go Go dancing at an even crumbier hole in the wall club called The Cherry Bomb just make enough for nursing school. He was tending the bar there and helping his old man with the florist business and trying to keep Tracy Matsek-Spina happy. They were both burning the candle at both ends. Which was why when they got together after the divorce was finalized it surprised everyone. They hadn't slowed down. He now owned both the diner, the family florist shop, a newer fine dining establishment, and now a construction company all the while Colleen was content to leave dancing behind and focus on a floating department RN for St. Luke's General. He had to hear what she had planned.
"Christopher Michael and Gregory Stephen."
Both very nice dependable stable names for two very strong boys.
"No girls names?"
"In my family we let the father have first crack at baby girl names. Get to thinking because if you're anything like your cousin Niko you're going to have at least four daughters..."
"Shit.."
She was right, like many things. Maybe Helene wouldn't be too upset with having her name added to the list of names for their future daughter?
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Verses
The One Where Frank Gave a F!$% - Frank x Colleen Flannery
Songbird With Broken Wings - Charlie x Colleen Wilbury
Queen of Suffolk County / House on Cleary Street - Mike x Colleen Caffee
Paradise By the Dashboard Light - Dave x Colleen Sullivan*
Brutal Hearts / Use Me - Jeremy Groves x Mary Colleen Flannery*
*= talk of divorce/ impending breakup / depending on pairing or verse
Welcome to the Boomtown / Laughing with the Sinners - Eddie Spina x Colleen McGuire
#for my sanity#the new the old the revamped#now with song links to cut down on page clutter and give a peek into the vibe overall
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