CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

(part eight)

Monday morning, 3 a.m.

“Jill,” Jacob whispered.

“Yes Jacob.”

Jill rolled onto her side. She kissed his face.

“Where’s Katy?”

“She’s asleep in her crib, remember? Mike brought it from the apartment,” Jill said. “Why?”

“I think I need some convincing.”

Jill giggled.

The retelling of Denver Cereal, Volume 1, continues tomorrow…