We spent the entire weekend enjoying our free time in Jack's place. After some consideration, we went out for dinner, but that was mostly because none of us felt like cooking. By late Sunday afternoon, I remembered the promise to grandpa.
"I promised grandpa I'd drop by, and we'd talk about strategy for the magical tribunal. Do you want to come? You could play a bit with Billie while I talk shop with grandpa, and then we'd have dinner with them. You'll get to meet my family, crazy uncle and all."
"I've already met them," Jack pointed out.
"But you didn't know who they were to me then. You can meet them again, with this additional information. Re-evaluate."
"Do you want me to come?" Jack asked.
"Well," I said, carefully. "While I don't want to pressure you if you don't want to, he is m
