#Chapter 168 Waves
Grace
After we'd talked a bit more, Eason's timer went off. Cecil gathered all of her papers and put them in the accordion folder Charles had reserved for her. My heart melted as I realized she'd decorated it. It made me think of my own binder. She slid down from her seat and came to throw her arms around me.
"Don't stay in meetings all day, okay?" Cecil pouted up at me. "Uncle George says it's good to rest."
I smirked and glanced at Eason, who wiggled his eyebrows. "Uncle George, hm? Well, I can't argue with that, now can I?"
"Nope," Eason said as his phone started to ring. He rolled his eyes and answered. “Yes, Warden Gevorak?”
I chuckled and let Cecil go once Charles had packed all of his things up. Richard hadn't stirred at all during the whole meeting. He must be exhausted. What on earth had they done today? Eason closed his laptop and left with Charles, Cecil, and Richard.
"Bye, Mommy!" Cecil waved. "We'll make sure there's something tasty for dinner!"
"Thank you, sweeth

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