Deep Waters 1. It was just possible Daniel might still be out on his regular morning walk. The man was still surprisingly fit. Jacob liked to come in silently and watch his beloved in a rare quiet moment. That furry scrap on his lap might be a puppy, if it tripled in size.
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Deep Waters 1. It was just possible Daniel might still be out on his regular morning walk. The man was still surprisingly fit. Jacob liked to come in silently and watch his beloved in a rare quiet moment. That furry scrap on his lap might be a puppy, if it tripled in size. Right now it looked like a yipping guinea pig.
Daniel gazed down at it in delight. Okay, the little vermin was damned cute. And frankly so was the man holding it. Of course, Daniel would sneer at the word, and tell Jacob that no man in his eighth decade could be called cute. But with his silver hair mussed and that besotted look on his face, there was no other word for him. Jacob set his grocery bag on the floor and let the door shut loudly enough to make husband and puppy both look up.
Three puppies, tiny things, maybe part Yorkie. When I passed by again an hour later there was one left. And you could tell the woman was getting to the end of her rope. The family looked poor, cheap T-shirts, dirty jeans on the boys, bad haircuts and all.
The mom looked so tired. I was worried they might just give up on this one and dump her somewhere. But I told her it was okay if it had to go for groceries.
Which meant Daniel had taken his walk past a cash machine and stocked up, just in case. A puppy means house-training and bending over cleaning stuff up and getting up at night to let it out. But getting older seemed to bring the distant past nearer, and some nights he knew long-ago Pacific battles once again haunted Daniel. Jacob himself slept like the dead these days. Maybe a puppy would be good company where Jacob was falling down on the job.
Remember Snap? But he looked up defiantly. You have to outlive her. Daniel stared at him with entreaty mixed into the defiance. Jacob started to say, what have you been smoking? Why not once more? Jacob went to Daniel, braced his free hand on the back of the couch and carefully bent over. Jacob closed his eyes.
Those lips were a little thinner, the skin of the hand that moved to his cheek was drier, but the taste was Daniel. With his eyes shut, Jacob could almost feel the stuffy heat of a small storage room, his current unsteadiness mimicking the shift and heave of a deck under his feet.
God, yes, this, forever. Daniel looked up at him, love naked in his eyes. And calling her Hope. Her playful growls swiftly became little panting snorts, and then she sat, looked around at Jacob and squeak-barked. She was small enough to fit easily in one hand. He held her up and she wriggled and then licked his thumb. He sighed again. He thanked God for that fact every day of his life.
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So what comes next? Kaleo and his sound engineer have delivered the complete audio file of the book to the ACX page, for me to listen to. It ended up running just shy of seven and a half hours, for a 64K story. Not too far off the estimate of seven hours.
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April The older man hawked and spat over the rail, his eyes fixed on the deck below. Daniel turned to see where George was looking. At the top of the gangway a group of new men stood at attention under the eagle eye of Lieutenant Matthews. Daniel sighed. They did look young. Maybe not the barrel-chested man on the end, but the rest of them.
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