CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED and FORTY-SIX
Friday night — 10:05 p.m.
“My own bed,” Jill said. She sighed as she lay down.
Jacob slipped into bed beside her.
“The boys were particularly wild tonight,” Jacob said.
“They have a lot of energy,” Jill said, rolling onto her side.
“From the car ride?” Jacob asked.
“Car ride,” Jill said. “The wild trip through the reservation. I think they glean energy from the sheer beauty of the place. Monument Valley was … incredible.”
“When they’re a little older, we should go camping there,” Jacob said.
“We were supposed to go camping this week,” Jill said, snorting a laugh.
“Okay, okay, I’m an idiot,” Jacob said.
She laughed. He rolled on to his side to look at her.
“Thank you,” he said. He touched her face. “You were so great about caring for the kids and keeping everything smooth so that I could just work.”
“You really did something,” Jill said. “You brought water to people who didn’t have it. I love that you invited the plumbing group and so many of them came.”
“Just having a well doesn’t help anything,” Jacob said. “You have to get it into the house. Erik was great.”
“Wanda was wonderful to be around,” Jill said. “It’s such a treat to see her blossom.”
Jacob nodded. His hand touched her hair and her shoulder before settling on her waist.
“What?” Jill asked.
“I was just thinking that it’s a joy to spend my life with you,” Jacob said. “I get to watch your blossoming grow deeper, more intricate. It’s the joy of my life.”
Jill gave him a soft smile.
“What’s next for you, Mr. Marlowe?” Jill asked.
“Get through the weekend,” Jacob said. “Delphie has a long list of house stuff to get done. It’s going to take all of us to get it done.”
“She needs it done now?” Jill asked.
“Some of it is long overdue,” Jacob said.
“I’m also planning to help get the kids ready for their next term,” Jacob said. He shrugged. “You?”
“I need to get ready for my next term at school,” Jill said. “Then it’s boring stuff — shopping for clothes for the kids, stuff like that.”
“Did you have any fun last week?” Jacob asked.
“You mean, did I have fun spending a week with my best friends, my kids, and their kids by a pool in the hot, dry air?” Jill asked. “Dinner under the desert sky? Massages every day? Two pedicure and manicures? Meeting the amazing people who saved your life? Seeing that wonderful part of our country?”
“It was perfect,” Jill said. “Fun to be there with you to support what you were doing. Fun to be there with our kids and our friends. Fun to see Heather and Blane creep forward in their life. Fun to stand up for us, our family, our world. It was … powerful, I guess.”
“And getting back to boring life?” Jacob asked.
“I love my boring life,” Jill said. “Investing in myself, my children, you, our friends, our family. Enjoying the abundance we’ve been given. I keep thinking that things can’t really get better …”
“And then they do,” Jacob said.
Jill smiled at him.
“Boring old life is pretty awesome,” Jill said. She yawned and closed her eyes.
He leaned forward and kissed her.
“Now that’s never boring,” Jill said with a sigh.
He smiled. He was about to say something else when he realized she was asleep. Smiling to himself, he fell asleep.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow….
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