“Uh, uh. Remember, my house, my rules. Go wash,” she said firmly, pointing in the direction of the bathroom.Brent cupped one ass cheek as he kisse... her quickly before heading to the bathroom. Emma went, nude, to the kitchen.As Brent turned on the shower and waited for it to warm, he heard the distinctive sound of kibble pouring into a metal bowl which clinked against the kitchen’s tile floor.He stepped into the stream of water and began soaping himself. As he did so, he reflected on the night. Not even his death some years earlier had slowed its growth. Now it was one of the Big Three.At the end of the afternoon session, the first shock was applied. The would be employees were told that each pair was to prepare a presentation that evening, and the following morning "sharp at eight o'clock" one, and only one, of each pair had to give a presentation on the reasons why the other one wanted to join THMA.In the hotel where all forty of them were staying there was much midnight oil. Cars were purchased from our local Toyota dealer and delivered anonymously. Each vehicle came with fully funded insurance policies, taxes, tags, and license paid in full."It went on like that for a little while longer. Because I had insisted they all be given full access to the trust, the whole family was present when Mr. Bell shared how I spent money.After Mr. Bell finished with our trust business, we all sat around enjoying visiting. Rebecca seemed out of sorts, and I wondered if she was in. I tilted my head back and kissed his chin, then wiped the tears from his cheeks with my thumbs.“Go. Feed me. I love you so much, Charlie, but I have homework and it won’t do itself. Engineers have to graduate before they engineer stuff. You should know that.”He nodded, smiled at me, kissed my nose, got up, set me in my seat, kissed the top of my head and walked away. To the paper towel rack. Big Bounty sized tears. So much to love, and he loves me. Wow!He is a good cook. Chef quality, if you.