decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
The week before and after the funeral had gone by in a blur for Scarlett and she was hoping life would stay that way but she had to take care of Lucas and Chris now and with all the added stress they'd been going through, she had noticed that Chris's breathing had been getting worse and worse and so tonight she had stayed home instead of disappearing for the night for a drive, heading into their room after putting Lucas to bed and frowned at him, helping him get his leg off "I'm getting you an appointment tomorrow." She told him.
Jon frowned some and rest his head back a bit, his hands rubbing his eyes. He'd been working since 6 in the morning on getting all the plans finished and all the contractors organised for turning the place into a gym so that he could go to the bank and tell them how much of a business loan he needed and to say that it was stressing him out would be the worst kind of understatement. Max had gone to bed an hour ago so when he felt hands go to his shoulders, he just about jumped out of his skin
Jon frowned some and rest his head back a bit, his hands rubbing his eyes. He'd been working since 6 in the morning on getting all the plans finished and all the contractors organised for turning the place into a gym so that he could go to the bank and tell them how much of a business loan he needed and to say that it was stressing him out would be the worst kind of understatement. Max had gone to bed an hour ago so when he felt hands go to his shoulders, he just about jumped out of his skin