Bob POV
When I woke up, the bed was empty, which worried me for a brief moment. I needed the bathroom, so I headed there first, then out to hunt for my wife. The television was on the sports channel, belting out information on today's game; I doubt any of us would sit down for the day watching it. There is too much to do; we have workers coming in, and Pam insists she can handle them by herself, and she can.
I need to visit Nate and hunt down Hank today.
My wife was in the kitchen, cooking food fit for a king. It smelt so good. It was an easy breakfast, just bacon and eggs, and I think she was squeezing fresh juice into the blender, a mixture of fruits I was looking forward to tasting. The smell of the kitchen had my mouth watering and my stomach growling. I moved up behind Pam, wrappe
