What a great use of the anthology theme, loved the part about the cats, hats, and waistcoats!!!
And I am very glad that I now feel better about my 70-some odd tropical shirts, some go back to the days of Pearl Harbor in 1941!!
CJ James, the undisputed master of the cliffhanger, with every freaking chapter...it got to the point it was ridiculously repetitive, and for me started to distract from the story, and in my opinion, was unnecessary. it could have been sooo much better....
Please tell me you aren't gonna do the same...
So unnecessarily sad...
The Major looked at Will for a long time, "I can't forgive you, you know that don't you."
Will nodded, "Yes."
"But you know I love you."
"I know," Will replied quietly, looking up into those terribly sad eyes of his father. There would be no reconciliation, only understanding that they were so radically different there never could be. But then, you never could choose family; they often were the ones you were stuck with.
My father thought it was time to teach me how to drive one afternoon as we were heading home from the city. We were in a 1953 Chevy pick-up truck with no tailgate, and an oxygen and acetylene welding tanks in the back.
He stopped on a hill and told me how to feather the clutch while holding the brake down while simultaneously stepping on the gas...
I did all 3 actions, and much to my father's surprise, both welding tanks slid out of the back of the pick-up truck...