My creation; It lives.
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Ten hours later the battery level said 99%. In that time, they had all had a go at winding the wheel of power. William had repaired the generator three times due to the unprecedented activity. On the workbench lay a silver platter with the leftovers of a substantial meal. Half full, half empty and fully empty glasses of beer stood on various surfaces. There was a general party atmosphere as the indicator approached 100%.
Even Mr Mackworth had rolled up his sleeves at one point, carried away by the cordial nature of the activity and the thought that he might be experiencing actual friendship. Since childhood he had been surrounded by bootlickers and sharks, in it for all they could get. Having been sent away to school at an early age, he didn’t even have the strong ties of family that should have given him a sense of trust and solidity.
His marriage was more like a business deal than a romance and his children were simply heirs. He had no part in their upbringing, preferring to leave that to women, paid or otherwise. With this group he suddenly felt at home. He was glad when Archie put a hand on his shoulder and gestured for him to take over at the wheel. Just the fact that they wanted something from him other than money was enough to warm his heart. When Fanny offered to buy them all…