chapter 125 : A leap

After breakfast, the day slowly dragged on. The living room was illuminated by the rising sun as it passed through the large windows.

With the subtle aroma of toast and coffee the air was serene. Fred read a newspaper while seated on the couch.

He still had untidy hair and his glasses were positioned low on his nose. His expression was calm.

Using a towel to wipe her hands, Anabelle left the kitchen.

“When you read you always look so serious,” she remarked.

He raised his head.

“Do I?” He asked

“Yes,” she replied. “As if missing a word could mean the end of the world.”

He grinned slightly.

“Old customs” he said.

She took a seat next to him and rested her shoulder on the couch.

“What are you reading anyway?” She asked.

“Business section.” He said “They’re writing about the downtown merger of a new company.”

“Boring,” she said.

“Right on point” he said.

“Still dull,” she said.

Folding the paper he laughed.

“What would you prefer to read?” He asked

“Something with images”