As was typical of Crichtons, John had eaten way too much over Thanksgiving. He'd spent the weekend recovering and was only just today not feeling like he'd fall into a coma every other minute. That was a good thing since Talyn had insisted on going to see Santa ( Read more... )

With it being Labor Day, both John and his dad found themselves with a day off. Of course, that meant that Talyn was going to get spoiled disgustingly and neither Crichton man really minded. John had been a little reluctant to move himself from Massachusetts for a bit once Aeryn had gone back to Fandom to teach but, he had to allow that spending ( Read more... )

It's a brisk, sunny day in North Carolina today. A perfect Sunday. The morning brings slowly awakening people, hot coffee and plans for the day ahead.

And...pancakes.

[NFB due to distance]

After a rather long bus ride spent sitting in traffic, John and Aeryn finally arrive in front of the old Crichton house. After paying the drive, John takes one deep breath and looks up at the house.

"Well, this is it."

[NFB for distance]