Jacob pushed the door open and stepped inside, spotting Jeanette seated in a recliner with a Bible in her hands. She read it nearly daily, and it had grown worn over time.Jacob's gaze fell on Jeanette, and he noticed she was also sizing him up. Lifting his eyes, he let a faint smile curve his lips as he walked over. "Grandma, what are you reading?" he asked."Do you not see what I'm looking at?" Jeanette asked, her face suddenly serious. "Jacob, did you forget what I've told you before?""I remember, Grandma," Jacob said, worried she might not believe him. He moved a chair next to her and started to gently massage her legs.However, Jeanette was not so easily tricked. She brushed Jacob's hand away and looked at him with a stern face, very different from her usual warm smile. "Jacob, I may be old, but I'm not blind. Years have gone by. Your grandpa's gone, your dad's gone, and all I want now is for you to live a good life."She reached out and touched Jacob's face. On closer inspe
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