Mr. Riley smiled slightly: “It’s okay, Mr. Wilson, you were busy before I came up.”
Then he said jokingly: “Right, Mr. Wilson, you should be about fifty years old?”
“Yes, fifty.” Jacob nodded.
Mr. Riley smiled and said, “Then you can’t call me a little brother because I am a few years older than you. I was fifty-five this year.”
What?!” Jacob was dumbfounded and asked: “You are fifty-five this year?!’
“Yes.” Mr. Riley said with a smile: “I just passed my 55th birthday in January this year, and I am considered 56 years old.”
Jacob had some difficulty displaying his feelings on this. Not because of anger, but mostly too low self-esteem.
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