There was, between Jakob and Adair, a focus on Puff and Billy.
There was only so much Jakob could teach, and only so much Adair could learn. As Jakob was the father, he had to choose what would be “it”. In the farmyard, the barnyard, the prison yard, the Scotland Yard, all with their profusing confusions and buzzing regalia and fanfare, Jakob looked down on Adair, her strength so much stronger than at three, while later, when Adair was bound for NYC, sitting of a morning, both Puff and Billy long dead, Adair strong as Wonder Woman, as nutritious as Wonder Bread, Jakob wished to supplement Puff and Billy, with an unsaid.
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