Jacob was too adorable when he was focusing on something. Francine often watched him as he worked in his office, loving how endearing he was when he was really concentrating. He was a big-hearted, cuddly teddy bear at heart.
"That's perfect, Jacob. Just slowly move it an inch or two lower and slightly to the left," Brent instructed, observing Jacob's actions and checking the machine at the same time, his head quickly moving back and forth like in a game of tennis.
"One more inch down, then pause right there," Brent suddenly spoke firmly, then started to tap buttons on the machine frantically. Francine tried to peek at the screen, but he was blocking it. His demeanor had changed, which made her a bit anxious.
"What's wrong?" Francine asked, feeling a knot of nerves in her stomach.
"Noth
