Lion Of Caledonia: International Billionaires VII: The Scots - Plot & Excerpts
Robbie danced a childish jig, circling the freshly installed desk in his bedroom. His father had elected to buy a standing desk, one he could pace back and forth in front of. His son had wanted an old-fashioned roll one, instead. “But Da,” he’d exclaimed as the three of them had huddled around Jen’s laptop, picking furniture. “I need all sorts of places to put stuff.” His father hadn’t been able to mount an argument to that. Much of Robbie’s collections had been safely transferred to a row of new cupboards lining one wall of the room, yet there was still the need for a cubbyhole here and there. “Da?” He stopped mid-lurch, throwing a guarded glance at his father. “I am, aren’t I?” “Yes.” Cam stood by the open window, leaning out into the fresh spring air. The ugly, dark curtains had been replaced with sets of shiny blue blinds matching the new quilt filled with sailboats on the boy’s bed.
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