Talking With Dad

                                    

                                          
Jacob woke up the next morning feeling lightheaded. A few minutes later the feeling went away but he remembered the last night's events so he took a few deep breaths. T
                          
hat was probably the reason I was lightheaded
                          
 It took him a moment to notice the note on his side table:
                          
'William told me what happened, we can talk about it later, just us two.' It was a note from Alf, Jacob recognised the handwriting. Jacob knew William would have told Alf but he was still confused at how he had had one when he never felt anxious. After thinking about it for a few minutes he got up and went downstairs, finding Faith and Daisy about to leave since they needed to go to school, when Jacob didn't need to go back to Eton.
                          
"Jake!" Daisy said as she noticed her older brother slowly walking down the stairs. He started going lightheaded again but brushed it off. He hugged his sister's before going to eat something. He walked into the kitchen and saw Alf talking to one of the chef's as they made breakfast for the rest of the family.
                          
"Taking notes for when you cook something?" Jacob asked from the doorway. The chef and Alf both started laughing.
                          
"Yes he is. I'll be sure to give him a few lessons." The chef said back. Everyone laughed for a minute again before Alf brought Jacob out of the room so they could talk about what happened with Jacob.
                          
"William said you didn't feel anxious?" Alf asked as he and Jacob sat down on the sofa's in the living room. Jacob nodded his head.
                          
"I heard William told you I had them. Mine sometimes came out of nowhere, which I think is what happened to you, you either stressed or have a lot of anxiety." Alf said. Jacob was getting stressed as it was hard to learn his school subjects without a teacher, his mum and dad were great at helping, yes, but it was still hard to fully understand.
                          
"Mainly from schoolwork I guess." Jacob quietly mumbled.
                          
"I'm not surprised, they gave you a lot and I'm not the best teacher in the world!" Alf exclaimed making Jacob chuckle.
                          
"But you are the best dad!" He said before jumping into a hug. Alf gratefully accepted it.
                          
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Sorry it's short, I'm just having a writers block and not a lot of motivation