Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FOUR

Dawson could not believe his ears. One of the things he wished to have before he died was to have a great-grandchild.   "Now I can die in peace," he said as a tear left his eyes.   "What are you saying, Dawson?" Jessica said squeezing his hands.   "What more could I ask for? I wanted Xavier to settle down with a good and beautiful woman and I got have beyond my expectation and then I wanted a great grandchild and I was given one. What more cloud an old man like me want out of life?"   "Since you wanted a great-grandchild you have to be around to spoil the child silly" Jessica continued.   Xavier did not counter the grandfather because Ross had kept him updated on the progress of his grandfather and he knew that the clinical tablets and injections they had been using were no longer effective on the man.   "Thank you so very much for coming into our lives. It has had color and cheer ever since" Dawson said.   Xavier did not allow Jessica to stay as long as she expected. He had told her t