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Today father and daughter were as close as ever, but Jake knew he had to tread lightly when the conversation turned to church attendance and salvation. Alice had made it quite clear that she thought her parents attended a church full of snobs who had the ridiculous notion that they knew the only way to heaven.
And as always, when Jake visited Stuart and Alice, their beliefs and the church they attended weighed on his heart. But he knew he did a good job of hiding this fact, since she and her husband always welcomed him with open arms.
What brings you out on this cold January night? Alice asked her father when he had settled himself on the sofa.
Your sister. Were going camping this weekend, and Bobbie wants Paige and Wes to go with us. Jake would never have spoken so plainly if the children had been present, but he knew it was at least an hour past their bedtime.
Stuart and Alice looked at each other for a long time. They, like Jake and Troy, had never considered the idea. Suddenly Alice chuckled.
Leave it to Bobbie to come up with something like that.
Shes pretty pleased with herself. She sent me because she was sure I could convince you.
Alice chuckled again. Well, this time shes going to be disappointed. Paige has a drippy nose and I think its too cold for them to go camping.
Bobbie planned on them sleeping with her.
We could plan on the next time you go, Stuart interjected. Maybe it will be warmer.
Stuart Townsend was every inch the bank employee with his dapper suits and neatly trimmed beard and mustache. He never interfered with his wifes raising of the children, so Jake was aware that Stuarts comment about the cold was a very real worry.
Thats probably a good idea. Im sure Bobbie will feel let down, but like you said, theres always next time. Jake didnt stay much longer, but before leaving, Alice led him into the twins rooms so he could see them. The light from the lantern didnt disturb them in the least, and as always, Jakes heart swelled with love at the sight of his grandchildren.
Just as Jake expected, his younger daughter and son were disappointed about the twins not going with them. Jake pointed out that it was cold and maybe it would work out for the next time.