Thomas left with his cane in hand, trembling slightly as he walked. Although Jacob had tried his best to give him a healthier life and to help him live longer, time and tide waited for no man. Thomas was getting old.
Jacob sighed as he watched Thomas leave. Then he turned and walked out the door.
Indeed, as Thomas had said, they had gathered that night at Heather's place. Heather and Megan were excellent at cooking, so they cooked together, working hard into making a lavish spread on the dinner table.
"Everyone, it's the last day of the year. Everyone worked hard this year. Let's drink a toast. We wish that our businesses will prosper, our work will go on smoothly, and that we will maintain our youthful look." As the eldest one of all, Heather raised the wine glass in her hand. All that time, they had learned their lesson. The cups were filled with red wine that had a low alcohol percentage.