The Memory of David's Son

Jacob followed Matthew up the stairs against his better judgement maybe what Matthew needed was for Jacob to see the empty bedroom with him. Maybe he needed a small touch of outside reality after being cooped up with his wife in their own world for so long. He knocked softly on the door Elsadir I've brought Uncle Jake to play with David Elsadir opened the door a moment later Cheeks flushed there was a new tear in her skirt he's a little tyrant today I thought she would be more understanding but instead turned red and said, "I'm sorry"

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