Page 118 of Together in Harmony
I’ve just come back from our villa. Screech’s sentencing happened today, the others are ignoring it, but I wanted to check in.
He won’t be getting out for at least two decades.
While I was online, I also dealt with an email from our real estate agent. The estate by Big Sur, just south of San Francisco, is now ours. Along with the smaller house in the grounds. The small house is completely wheelchair accessible and has just the right amount of space for two aunts and a live-in nursing staff.
Sheila and Patsy can’t wait to move.
That’s not the most exciting news though, nor is the fact our album—Together in Harmony—has just gone platinum.
It’s the message from Waldo that had me grinning.
Einstein is going to be a mom.
How everyone missed the fact she had female bits not male bits is a mystery. But Waldo is over the moon. I told him we’d come to visit when the kittens were born.
What I didn’t say is that Harmony would very much like to become a mom too.
So Asa, Lennox and I are doing our very, very best to make that happen.
I hear a squeal and look up. Lennox has run the jetski up onto the beach, showering Asa and Harmony with water and sand.
“She barry!” he is yelling. “We forgot all about she barry! Let’s get some rope!”
But before babies, apparently there is still some Japanese bondage to explore…
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