Plans

“Dinner is ready now.”

Turning. Jackson is at the door. I have spent nearly four hours writing just for the blog. I have not even done work. Okay around three of those four hours I spent reminiscing about that night but still, a long time to spend on just the blog.

“Okay. I will come down now and bring the laptop then I will finish everything downstairs with you.”

Getting up, I grab the laptop. Going to walk out the door, Jackson takes it off me and carries it.  I can’t even carry a laptop, really? No arguing, just let it go and carry on.

Following him downstairs, I sit at the table. I still, even now, find it strange to be sitting here without Marcus. He has become part of the family, which really is not a good thing.

“Right, so we have a choice: more Christmas films, or we do something crazy and watch something like Easter films, just so we get a break from the big red guy.” Jackson laughs, looking at me and waiting for my answer.

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