And so the shock to his system led Breegan into a new routine in the hideout. A new job. Watchdog. With the use of Aggie’s high powered telescope, Breegan observed the world. He saw…
Two betrayers Snuggling.
A “man” flirting…
…With his wife’s sister.
His little girl growing up without him.
The violent and ungrateful parasite…
Apparently moving on after the unnecessary fuss and act of violence.
Pauline still not home.
Okay, back to Zelda looking especially fetching in those shorts.
Just look at that slimeball…
…watching her dance while his wife is away.
Drew growing up…
And looking like his mother.
Another day: Get up…
Make breakfast…
Eat Breakfast…
Get Otis, Change, Feed…
Back to work…
Oh the disgusting things Breegan saw…
Blatant Materialism…
Drew making friends…
Naked Ladies…
Filthy acts of nature…
Violence…
Naked old guys…
Aggie was concerned. Since Breegan came back, he had been behaving so unusually, attached to that telescope.
Felipe growing up…
And looking like his mother…and speaking of her…
Oh yeah…
No focus, remember the betrayal!
Before bedtime, he got a text message from the betrayers about his sons’ birthdays. Yeah, whatever. He already knew.
Another day: Get up…
Eat Breakfast…
Skip taking care of Otis, back to work…
A few examples of minimalism…
More acts of nature…
Something beautiful…
Something Naughty.
Aggie’s concern was mounting.
Breegan didn’t notice.
And she was sure he didn’t care. No matter. At least she still had…him.
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