But that went for the two of them. Sometimes Jack didn’t feel his age, he didn’t feel the ache in his back, or the slight tremor his wrists had been picking up lately. He felt young, he felt half his age when he first met Katelynn. How beautiful she was, then, and now. The only thing he regretted was it had taken them until they were almost thirty years old before they finally found each other. All those lost years together.
But they had made up for it, oh my word had they.
He frowned over the news, and pulled away from the table. “I’m just having a quick shower.” he called, before making his way into the bathroom to do just that.
“Okay,” she called gently, kissing him on the way as she walked out back to the kitchen, wishing to see the paper. Despite almost reaching retirement from her job, she still had the same curiosity to see what was going on in the news. It would probably last long into her older age when she could barely move or whatever awaited her when she was 80 and beyond.
She reached up for the headlines and read them, frowning down at the crimes in the city. Things were still as bad as ever, though definitely nothing like how they had been when the Doom Syndicate had terrorized the poor city.
And they had Metro Man and the rest to thank for that.
Missy came over to put her head in her lap and Katelynn petted her as she continued reading, waiting for Jack.
“We’ll be leaving soon, girl,” she said to the poodle. “I know how much you love your walks.”
It takes around ten minutes before Jack emerges from the bedroom after finishing his shower in the bathroom and made his way through to get dressed. Of course he’s wearing a turtleneck. It’s navy blue, and with that he’s got some black trousers and white shoes on. He’s also already pulling a jacket on, and a hat sits atop his head. Looped in the pocket of the jacket is his scarf.
“All ready?” he asked as he approached his wife, pausing to grip the back of the chair she was sitting at, before peering down at the news. “Hmm?”
Jack Maple 