Let's try another new target for the final three days. I may write more later, but this is where I got to so far. Consolata and Edward have been debating what to do next:
"Rupert needs a father. One who will present, not one who just sends him money."
"I agree." That was what he'd been working towards for the past three years. "It just might take a little more time than I'd anticipated."
"How long?"
The front door opened and then closed.
"Let's discuss that later. Isn't it time I said hello to my son?"
Consolata got to her feet, and rather grudgingly ushered in the new arrivals.
"Hello, Rupert." Standing, Edward forced down an unaccountable wave of panic. Rupert had no way of remembering his father from before, but he had no reason to reject him either.
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Phase 3 -- July's writing:
Let's try another new target for the final three days. I may write more later, but this is where I got to so far. Consolata and Edward have been debating what to do next:
"Rupert needs a father. One who will present, not one who just sends him money."
"I agree." That was what he'd been working towards for the past three years. "It just might take a little more time than I'd anticipated."
"How long?"
The front door opened and then closed.
"Let's discuss that later. Isn't it time I said hello to my son?"
Consolata got to her feet, and rather grudgingly ushered in the new arrivals.
"Hello, Rupert." Standing, Edward forced down an unaccountable wave of panic. Rupert had no way of remembering his father from before, but he had no reason to reject him either.