Jacob couldn't get rid of the knowledge that painful endings were always disguised as new beginnings. He kept waiting for the shoe to fall, or for the earth to shift beneath his feet. It's been three years since he returned to New York and started a new family. Everything has been smooth. His companies were out of scrutiny by the police, and he enjoyed an immunity the Mackay name provided.
The humming of the convertible died off as Jacob turned off the car's ignition. He got down from the car. Two little boys ran toward him from the front porch. A smile stretched across Jacob's face and his heart sang with joy. The boys slammed into him, each clinging to his legs.