CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED and THIRTY-TWO
“Our daughter will never miss a chance to participate in a meltdown,” Jill said.
“How is Julie?” Jacob asked.
“She went home today with Connor,” Jill said. “We thought that it was a good chance for her to see if how she does at home. She called around dinner time and said that she is okay. Cian sent that boy Hermes over with dinner. You remember him?”
“Hermes is staying with her,” Jill said. “Samantha home back last night; Erin, too. Julie thinks that she’ll be okay.”
“Paddie?” Jacob asked.
“He’s going to stay here until she has a chance to get settled,” Jill said. “Colin will be home in next day or so. When they’re settled, Paddie will go home.”
“Or not,” Jacob said.
“Does it matter?” Jill asked.
“Not to me,” Jacob said.
“All of the kids are gone?” Jacob asked.
“The visitors,” Jill said. “Most of them. Beau and Chase are asleep with our boys.”
“I saw Max,” Jacob said. “He returned from Washington this afternoon. He said that he would be home mid-day and pick them up. I guess, Wyatt’s been working like a madman.”
“John, too,” Jill said. “Alex and John’s kids are staying with Val and Mike.”
“Cian came to pick up his own kids?” Jacob asked, allowing his judgement to seep into his voice.
“Hey, Ooljee said that she wanted to be here,” Jill said responding to his judgement. “She said that she bugged him mercilessly so that they could come here. He didn’t know that his son was sick because he’d been with his grandparents.”
“You’re right,” Jacob said. “I shouldn’t judge.”
He nodded and looked away from her.
“They did have fun, didn’t they?” Jacob asked.
“They did,” Jill said. “It’s been really fun.”
“You’ll have to open the Marlowe School,” Jill said, almost to herself.
Jacob nodded. He looked away and then back at Jill.
“I have so much to do,” he said. “All I want to do is crawl onto the couch with you and the kids.”
Jill gave him a soft smile.
“I’d like that too,” Jill said.
Jacob looked away again.
“This pandemic is going to ask a lot of us,” Jacob said. “We’ve already been stretched in ways we never would have expected. There’s no way to know what’s going to happen next.”
“That always seems to be the case,” Jill said. “Just a few years ago, I could have never in my wildest dreams imagined the life we have now.”
“We’ll be okay,” Jill said.
Jacob gave her a worried nod.
“I should go,” Jacob said.
“Call Blane,” Jill said.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow...
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