Douglas POV
Grandpa is a card; he had me chuckling and enjoying his banter about the fishing he had done from his private jetty at the back. You could see it in the warm, comfortable lounge from the floor-to-ceiling window.
His home is huge but cozy, which is quite a contradiction. I like it and can see where Jessica gets her decor ideas.
An older woman's voice stopped the fishing conversation.
She was an older version of Jessica, although Jessica is taller.
I sat where indicated and was handed a coffee and a plate with four cookies.
"You want more? They will be on the table. Help yourself. Four will not be enough if you are anything like Jessica and Vicky." Grandpa chuckled, as if knowing I would want more, and by the smell of the house filled with the sweet chocolate smell, already
