Mason
My computer screen blurs in front of me and my side aches. Leaning more on my left side I settle against the armrest before rubbing at my eyes. My inbox is loaded with flagged messages, some Jaxson was able to get to or Michelle others that were left behind in the chaos I am sure ensued at Dixie.
I should call Jaxson to catch up, let him know he can stop taking on my tasks, at least anything that doesn’t require in-person meetings. He’ll have to manage those for a bit longer. No way I want to walk into the board room looking and feeling the way I do. No, the next time they see me I need to put on a strong front. Give them no doubt I’m the man for the job.
Really once my fathers behind bars and the board members that were complicated in the co
