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Chapter Five Hundred and twenty-seven : Restore our spirits (part two)


(part two)

He dropped a knuckled sized blue rock in her hand.

“What is it?” Jill asked.

“Blue diamond,” Jacob said. “You know, from the mine?”

Jill stared at the diamond in her hand. After a moment, she looked up at him.

“I thought we could get it cut and made into whatever you want,” Jacob said. “It’s big enough to make something for the kids too, if you’d like.”

“You just ‘got’ this from the mine?” Jill asked.

“Sort of,” Jacob said, shifting uncomfortably. “Why?”

“I had the Marlowe diamond appraised,” Jill said.

Jacob shrugged.

“It’s worth a fortune,” Jill said. She moved her hand up and down. “This thing, right here? It’s three times the size of the Marlowe diamond. It’s got to be worth … many millions or more!”

Jacob wasn’t sure what to say. He just looked at her. After an uncomfortable moment, he said, “And?”

“You just found this?” Jill asked. “The reason the Marlowe diamond is worth so much money is because they are so rare. Are you saying we have an entire mine filled with these things?”

Jacob scratched his chin.

“Yes?” Jill asked.

“This is a lovely view, isn’t it?” Jacob asked.

Jill laughed at him.

“I’m just saying …” Jill said.

Jacob kissed her and held her tight.

“I know that the last few years have been tough,” Jacob said. “We gave up our financial security to secure Lipson’s employees health insurance. There were times when money was really tight.”

Not sure why, Jill felt a well of pain and sorrow rise inside her. Rather than let him see her pain, she pressed her face into his chest.

“We are in this together,” Jacob said. “You are not alone in the middle of the sea of our financial life. It’s not up to you alone to carry the load.”

“I just …” Jill said.

He held on. She sighed and looked up at him.

“Do I still have to work?” Jill asked.

“I thought you wanted to work!” Jacob laughed. “‘I am not a kept woman’ and all of that.”

“I do but …” Jill said.

He looked at her.

“I miss the kids,” Jill said finally.

“I know,” Jacob said and hugged her again. After a moment, he pulled back to look at her. “Was this a bad idea?”

“I …” Jill shook her head. She put her hand over her heart. “I want to be here but …”

“So much worry,” Jacob said.

“Rage,” Jill said. “Hopelessness. Not you, just everything.”

Looking up at him, she saw his compassion and love for her. She gave him a soft smile.

“What if we try to set that aside for a few hours?” Jacob kissed her lips. “Restore our spirits before returning to the world.”

Biting her lip, Jill nodded.

“I want that,” Jill said.

“Would you like to eat?” Jacob asked.

She leaned back to look at him. Grinning, he led her to the bed.

Jill washed her hands and left the bathroom.

“Would you like to eat our lunch?” Jacob asked.

“I’m starving,” Jill said.

Smiling, he got out of bed and pulled out a chair for her.

“I’m naked,” Jill said. “So are you!”

“All the better,” Jacob said. He nodded to the seat. “Shall we?”

Laughing at the impropriety, she sat down. He sat next to her. They ate their meal.

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…

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