There was a woman named Jeff who lived in a small town years ago, she was said to be pleasant and kind while her father was almost the polar opposite; being the nasty and mean little man he was. Some people say Jeff's father gave her the name out of bitterness of never getting the son he wanted or gave the name out of spite due to Jeff's birth being the death of his wife, perhaps both.
Jeff had a tough upbringing being belittled and bullied through her school years while her father smiled in twisted glee at the sight or stories of his daughter's bullying as if he saw it as a well deserved punishment for being born. The bullying first began with cat-calls and name calling then moved onto physical attacks, there were stories of other kids pelleting poor Jeff with rocks, slapping her back as hard as they could, pulling her hair as she walked by and so on. It was like somehow the name Jeff just caused disdain and hatred from her peers by just having a slight difference. Seemingly as her father hoped. Though Jeff was belittled and bullied by her peers the adults then who knew her say she was very polite and they often would pity her where they would have mundane chats with her to try lift her spirits.
Jeff was a loner all the way through out her schooling years and the bullying didn't decline even on the day she graduated her father didn't bother showing up, some of the other students' mothers felt sorry for her and they made at least two daughters ask with forced kindness if she would like to join them later to celebrate. Jeff politely declined and sulked home.
Jeff never went to a university or college and for a few years she simply stayed in the small town working a few different jobs, neighbours report hearing Jeff and her father constantly arguing and bickering until the day he kicked her out. Some people claim they saw Jeff moping in the local park for a day or two but then the fire happened. Jeff's father's house mysteriously burnt down the same week with him inside it, strangely they couldn't find the source of the fire but of course fingers were immediately pointed at Jeff. No locals can say what she told the police however as any small town they like to gossip where sources say she charmed her way out or she got away with it because no one liked her father anyway. The fire was later ruled to be an accident of some kind yet the locals still hold their suspicions.
Jeff finally got her silver lining coming in the form of an 80k life insurance from her father's death, after burying what was left of her father 6 feet deep Jeff immediately moved to a city where the locals of that small pitiful town can only guess or gossip what they believed happened to Jeff; some say she's now an old stripper, that she owns a car dealership, or that she was now dead. None even being remotely true. When Jeff moved to the city she decided to rent a small but comfortable apartment then for a year she enjoyed her freedom, however she did find herself lonely until she met another poor unfortunate soul: a man named Kate. An almost impossible chance. Jeff and Kate first became friends then after a year and a bit became lovers, eventually Jeff found a job she enjoyed while Kate worked extra hours at his workplace to afford a special ring. They got married in the summer (with Jeff already being pregnant), later having a baby boy that was given a very unfortunate name.
How do i know this? I remember as a child asking my mother where she grew up she said 'Well little Kate, I used to live in small town..'