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Hi Reader, Please don’t stop commenting on stories. I’m sorry I sometimes take a while to respond, but hearing from all of you makes this fun for me. I’ll settle in later with a glass of wine and respond. I hope you’ll enjoy today’s Kate Educates Jacob.
I’m sorry, but I misnumbered this chapter when I published it earlier, so I'm sending it out again.
Kate’s Point Of View.
At our Hotel, Alicia flopped onto her bed and crashed out to sleep, still fully clothed. After unpacking her luggage, I woke my daughter and helped her undress while she yawned constantly before I tucked her in. My heart bounced excitedly when she kissed my cheek, and I felt joyous.
I sat in a nearby comfortable chair and watched her sleep for five minutes before Jacob crept in and gathered me in his arms, locking the interconnecting door between Alicia’s room and ours after laying me gently on our bed.
“She’s really excited, Jacob.”
“So am I. Today was an awesome thrill in every way: traveling and arriving here, having the meetings in secrecy, and then… boom, Kate shoots and scores. I feel so alive.”
“Do you think allowing Alicia to sit in on a meeting with the minister was a mistake?”
“Not at all. Our daughter will remember watching you win that battle forever.”
“Tomorrow morning, we have a meeting with Gunther and the others. After that, we can go home. I’d like you to explain to Alicia what you did to win the day, though, please.”
“I don’t understand, Kate.”
‘Alicia saw what happened in the minister’s meeting, but that wasn’t what saved the day, Jacob.”
“Okay.”
He sounded reluctant, although I saw Jacob was excited, possibly agitated; something about his demeanor worried me, so I strolled to the bar, fixed him a Bloody Mary, and brought it back to where he lay on our bed.