"Yes, Gus. We can go fishing. Camp David has a great lake with lots of fish."

Jed paused.

"Yes, Gus. We can go hiking in the woods."

Pause. Jed rolled his eyes as his grandson kept talking.

"Yes, Gus. I'm looking forward to it too. See you on Friday. And give Annie my love."

Pause.

"I love you too, Gus. See you soon. Bye."

Jed put the phone down and turned to Abbey, sitting across from him in their bedroom. But before he could say anything, he saw her smile.

"A chip off the old block."

Jed protested. "Abbey, I don't talk that much."

"Yeah, and the sun doesn't rise in the east."

"Well, okay. Sometimes I can get wound up."

"Sometimes?!"

"Yeah, sometimes."

"Jed, you could talk a concrete wall into splitting apart."

Jed grinned at her. She always had a way with the truth. "I'll ignore you for right now. Are the plans for the weekend set? I want it to be special. It's not everyday that we get to spend time with our grandkids."

"Well, Liz and Doug are looking forward to a weekend alone. It was nice for you to agree to this."

"Well, it's been so rare to spend anytime with them so I'm really looking forward to it. While I'm fishing, what are you and Annie going to do?"

"Quilts."

"Quilts?"

"Yeah. Annie has been after me to teach her how to quilt, just like I taught her mother and her aunts. It'll be fun." Abbey had shown all of her girls how to do it, a skill passed to Abbey from her grandmother. But only Liz had showed any appreciation for the work involved. So Abbey was excited that Annie had asked her grandmother for help

"Sounds like fun." Jed replied sarcastically.

"Well, for me it will be. More fun than fishing."

"I know. But I just wanted to do something together with Gus. You know, male bonding. Stuff like that."

"Well, I'm not cleaning those things. Even if you catch anything."

"I'll catch something. Just wait. Besides, how could those fish not jump onto the Presidential line?"

"Oh, Jed," as Abbey laughingly picked up a throw pillow and threw it at him.