Jacob chuckled from the garden as he watched his father try to justify his reasoning.

“It’s just a bottle of wine. It’ll probably cost maybe three hundred max!” Suzie retorted as she stared at the lone figure standing in the garden.

“Hah! Three hundred?!” Franklin barked. “Suzie, you’re way off! You can’t even buy the bottle for a hundred!”

“How much is it then?” Suzie glared at him.

Franklin immediately reigned himself in. He shook his head and replied honestly, “I don’t know.”

Before his wife got angry, he quickly added, “But if I remember correctly. They auctioned off a bottle from 1905 a couple of years ago for at least ten thousand.”

“Ten thousand?!” Suzie’s eyes were about to pop out of her head. “It’s just a bottle of wine! It’ll be gone once you drink it. Is it really that expensive?”

“And that is just five years after this one!” Franklin happily stared at the wine in his hand. “This Lafite was cellared for five more years than that one. I’m sure the price will double if we ever decide to auction it!”

at Jacob with relief. My son is so

spent

you’re telling me that 1900 will double that? So, twenty thousand?”

to sell a bottle

men rolled their eyes simultaneously at what she

deeper understanding with women. With one sentence, he ended the discussion. “You women buy bags without sparing a thought. A purse could easily cost ten

this bantering, the estrangement caused by the six years he had spent away seemed to lessen just a

the table full of delicious looking dishes. Jacob raised an

uncle.”

Jacob frowned. Since when

loud noise from the garden. Janelle came

the couch and skipped her way before Jacob. She grinned at him and said, “Jacob, you’re finally home! But

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