“That was unexpected.” Mrs. Dixon laughed. For almost as soon as the festival ended, John made the shocking announcement.
“I’m happy for him. I know that he has always irritated you, but I felt sorry for him not being made president of the company. He wanted it so badly, you know.”
“He irritates me, yes.” Mrs. Dixon took a sip from her cup and considered. “While John Adams is a first-class buffoon… deep down, he’s a good person, I think. I hope he will be happy.”
“I’ve no doubt he will be.”
Mrs. Peabody took the thermos and added more coffee to each of their cups. “And most important our dear sweet Mortimer is safely home.”
Mrs. Dixon nodded slowly. “I do confess- I’m not sure how to feel.”
Mrs. Peabody put her hand on Mrs. Dixon’s. “It is alright to feel it all.”
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