Chapter 11
JonahI spent the rest of the day pleased I could connect Shannon to the possibility of a new future. That my sister could help only added to my joy. In some small way, we both could improve the family karma.
If ever I forgot the need for familial redemption, the universe always sent a reminder. Today, that reminder showed up as a message from Trevor Stiges. A reflexive sigh escaped my lips.
For some reason, writing the young man a check for $250,000 last year led Mr. Stiges to think we had a burgeoning…friendship or mentorship…something. I didn’t understand it. I only met the kid once. Well, not kid. Trevor was twenty-two.
Since that meeting where the check changed hands, Trevor called regularly—not for money, surprisingly. The first voicemail wished me a Happy New Year. The
