“I’ll let her know,” Austin says into the phone as we enter the office. He motions for us to sit down. “She’ll be thrilled. Thank you, your Majesty,” he finishes and hangs up the phone.
He looks at me with a smile on his face. “Rita is all yours. I’ll miss her, but Randall is right, she’s your family.”
“Thank you,” I say, feeling excitement wash over me. This is the greatest gift I think anyone has ever given me.
“First things,” Austin says, unlocking a drawer on the desk and opening it. “This is yours now. I don’t want it. Read it, burn it, I don’t care. Just get it away from here.”
I take the book from his hands and look at the deep brown leather cover. Vaguely, I remember seeing David write in it a time or two, but I never asked about it. I’d always just assumed it was
