
Nikki congratulates Petruchio

Rhiannon and Petruchio take a moment to read
Patrick was eventually promoted and even busier with work. He often spent his free time reading up on do-it-yourself books in order to raise his handiness. Rhiannon loved sitting outside with him and they could often be seen reading together by the pond.

Rhiannon enjoys being fit
Of course, I too liked being around my wife. She had been on a fitness kick recently and I feared she would grow bored with me and my sedentary lifestyle. During our nights watching TV in bed, she reassured me that I had nothing to fear. She said she was only interested in her health for the sake of her grandchildren. I couldn’t argue with that.

Antonio's romantic interest grows up

Intruder Alert
Antonio was happy to see that the boy he had taken an interest in long ago was now of a legal age. My son may be insane, but he seemed to have some sort of knowledge about the age of consent and statutory rape laws. Meanwhile, Petruchio had generated some interest of his own. As we were celebrating Ben and Bert’s birthday, an uninvited guest crashed the party and happened to walk in on Patrick as he was taking a shower. She lingered long enough for me to have security escort her off the premises. Rhiannon laughed and reminded me that Patrick was a hottie. Patrick remains clueless about the whole situation.

Ben and Bert play with their teddies
And as I said, we had been celebrating the twins’ birthday. My grandbabies were now toddlers and enjoyed spending time playing near each other. They were similar in a way I couldn’t really understand. For example, whenever one of them cried, the other would seem to take a special interest in the other’s misfortune. I couldn’t explain it, but it was as if one was always delighted when the other one was miserable. Fiendishly so, I might add.

Benedick: Toddler

Bertram: Toddler
As for appearance, Benedick had inherited Rhiannon’s brown hair and natural light highlights, resulting in a kind of streaky look. I have no idea where he got his eye color from, but I found it very unusual and a little eerie, given what I had witnessed from the boys. Bertram had the blonde hair and brown eyes that had been passed down the line in the family. Nothing about his appearance indicated his propensity for the delight shown in the misfortune of others, which I also found disturbing.
I can’t quite put my finger on what I find disturbing about my grandsons, but I’ve a feeling it isn’t good, whatever it is. Their lives are in the hands of Fate and my only hope is that they grow up being strong and just, like their father.







































