“We need to talk.” Jason was tucking in when Jennifer entered, still in her work clothes. “What’s up?” He sat in rapt attention.

Sighing, she removed her hair band rubbing her stiff neck. “Joe’s a bit peaky.” She turned to him, worried. “Maybe we choose wrong?”

Jason smiled, gesturing her to sit. “He’s getting used to being independent. He’ll be fine.” She wasn’t convinced. “Should we get him something to help adjust?” Jason flashed a crude smile. “Like a quick zip? I’d love that.”

“Jason!” Jennifer exclaimed in horror. “I meant a zipper, Honey. It’s a stress buster, you know.”


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