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Jacob’s Point Of View
My father had flown our nest, bound for the U.K., principally visiting my mother to check her health, but I doubted we’d see him again for a few months. His stay with us highlighted our differences rather than brought us closer together, leaving me feeling an unnecessary gap.
Carrie and Catherine flew into A Walk In The Clouds late evening the day prior, a cause for celebration over coffee and late-night pancakes. I felt happy to have my sister nearby and resolved to make a more significant effort with my Dad the next time we met.
Today, I was on collection duty, fetching an army of Alicia’s friends to spend the day and night at our home. It would be a day of Daddy-do, Honey-do, friend and family catch-ups.
I couldn’t be happier.
I lazed in bed, glowing in the aftermath of Kate caring for my morning wood. After she had fucked me, my wife comically left twenty bucks on my nightstand, grinned at me, then darted off to shower and dress while I relaxed.
When she returned, Kate slipped the cash back into her purse, laughing.
“I have early calls with Gunther, then Hannah, but I’ll join you in the afternoon.”
“What are the meetings about?”
“We’re discussing our proposed merger with the Bourne Aviation group.”