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“The kids love having him home, though I think they are a bit much for him to handle on his own on a daily basis.I myself love to torture the poor man a bit and leave him with them.Make hay and all that,” she laughed.

“Sounds like it.”Mason had the phone away from his ear as a high-pitched scream nearly pierced his ear drum.”

“Mas, that you?”Paul asked.

“Yeah, man, it’s me,” Mason blinked a few times.“Damn, that little girl of yours has some lungs on her.”

“Pfft, who you tellin’?”Paul took a deep breath and let it out.“I don’t know how Deb does it.I love my kids but damn, kids have run me ragged all day long.”

“Yeah, I know you love ‘em.”Mason couldn’t help but smile broadly, knowing that Paul loved being a father.

“Yeah, I guess.”Paul cleared his throat as he tried not to laugh.“You know I’d do anything for my kids.So, what’s the word?”

“I just told Deb that I’m about to go see the house that Mr.Stockbridge has.See what all needs to be done before you guys move in.”

“That’s great news, especially since my next job has been put on hold.”

Mason could hear the irritation in Paul’s voice.“What happened?”

“It’s the city’s fault,” Paul sighed.“They haven’t got the road, sewer in or any of the power poles even up.Don’t even know when they’ll get to it!The Olympics have totally screwed things up.It could be months before all the infrastructure is finished.”

“Oh, man, that sucks.”Mason was quickly doing some math in his head.“You guys, okay?Need a loan or something?I don’t have much, but I’ll help if I can.”

“See, that right there is why I didn’t think twice about coming down there to lend you a hand.”Paul chuckled.“We’re all good.Deb is tight with a dollar, so we have a nice little nest egg.”

“Okay, but the offer stands.”

“I appreciate it, Mas, I really do, and so does Deb.”

“Listen, I need to go and meet Mr.Stockbridge.”Mason looked towards the living room, still hearing the TV.“I’ll give you a call as soon as I get back.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Paul said.“I’ll be here waiting.”

“Okay, later, man,” Mason said.

“Later!Bye.”