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Exclusive #1 - The Kickback.

 

                                                          Exclusive #1: The Kickback.

Haha. So you guys thought my tough story will end for good? Nah, there’s something I thought that I would love to share with you guys. I really don’t care if you consider this part an epilogue or whatnot. All that matters is as long you’re enjoying whatever I share. Since I’m growing a little impatient, let’s get to rolling.  

It’s spring time, the month is April, and it’s another year, 2025. If you’re wondering, life is becoming hella wonderful. Nothing in my life is different than before, just so you know. Business remained pretty swell and the children is doing actually nothing but living life like they should. My close friends are still remaining close to me as always. And nevertheless...LOVE. The love between Jacob and I is still strong— and probably becoming stronger when each second count.

As I’m mentioning my adoring husband, he’s presently sober. Jacob is now an expert of keeping his thoughts away from marijuana, crack, cigarettes, and alcohol. Like I recommended him, Jacob will only drink occasionally. He arrived back last week. What treated him back at Los Angeles, he refuse to regret anything. The whole story that Jacob shared was more than interesting. Even though we was distant, we never failed on contacting each other.

Now, I’m still excited as hell that he’s back at home with me and the kids. So yeah, other than the love we made all last week because we missed each other like crazy, there’s no difference in our marriage. It’s still on a clean slate.

Currently, Jacob and I was thinking about final tonight’s plans. Since this is Jacob’s birthday weekend, we’re orally sketching out a plan— and that is having fun at Six Flags. Daniel and Breaunna asked could they come and we approved. Sorry if I fooled you, thinking that it’ll be something casually romantic like going to dinner. But all that type of romantic shit, I’m savoring that on his birthday. In two days, it’ll be thirty-eight years in for Jacob. Yeah, he’ll always been older than me for a lifetime.

Also, we’ve tried asking our children would they like to come. Two out of three fails. Ashton turned it down because her best friend Logan here just to sleepover for the weekend— crap, I asked both and they declined the damn offer! Danny got invited to tonight’s sleepover and I was nice enough to let her go. Now, I can’t change my mind because she’ll forever be mad at my ass. So the only kid of ours that so thrilled on having fun tonight with us is Jukebox. At least he haven’t entered his tween and teenage years yet.

“I’m so sorry that rest of the kids are “unable” to come,” I apologized and emphasized the word in a quotation technique, as we’re relaxing on the bed.

“Uh, sorry?” Jacob sounded quite confused. “I thought that I told you that they’ll have a chance to spend time with ME tomorrow.”

“If that’s legitimate to you, then that’s fine,” I stated.