Someone at the front door? …his front door? Big cock The one thing that adverse circumstance had failed miserably in trying to dull or nullify in Jim’s life however, was December the 25th. A postcard from Marion in the late eighties had put him on notice that he was now officially a grandfather. Liver-spots were starting to make their presence known and to describe his hairline as receding, would not begin to recount the cranial carnage wreaked over the past twenty years. “You’re not an old man Jim. …you never were. . …Look, see!” So saying, she held his hands up before him. He would worry about an explanation in the morning. The moment they had to relinquish their mom’s hand and take that last step up to that lofty perch. He had long since put out of his mind what they contained and was rather looking forward to the morning’s discoveries.
