CHAPTER 21
I pulled my sisters and Melo into my office for a meeting. The subject: How do I break it to my kids?
The outlook was doomy gloomy. We were living from one day to the next. After my lunch-time talk with Liz, I had decided to brave the storm for a little while longer. Releasing bad news to the staff could be as dodgy as not telling them anything. I chose to wait until I had something positive to tell them at the same time.
I opened the meeting. "So who's got any bright ideas how we can raise fresh money before year end?"
"Let's flog the printing works now," Liz said. "Take the best offer we can get. Let's talk to the union again. Oliver is on our side. Get him to pressure them."
"I'll talk to him," I said. But it would be a pittance compared to what we needed. And it went ag
