How could I sit back and do nothing, enjoy the sun and sand with the girl I was about to marry when my uncle was rotting, one of my sisters was grieving her dead husband, both sisters grieving our Uncle, the business on the cusp of being dismantled, and who knew what else?
My uncle always had so many irons in the fire at all times, and as we’d come to learn in the weeks before his death --- no one knew about all the irons.
He played with his hand close to his vest. What was about to start smokin’ that we didn’t yet know about?
Was my love for Claire, which made me feel desperate to get her far away from the bullshit at home, putting us all in danger?
“Just take a minute,” Dare had said. “We get it all cleaned up, look at all the books, and potential options soon. Just take time for y
