Ted shot them a look in the mirror. “Ryan has appealed to the better angels of my nature—which I wasn’t even sure existed, but seemed to be waiting for me in Provence. Probably left them there as a child.”
Echo chuckled.
“I mean to make peace with Wally—but he has to take responsibility. And he can’t keep behaving like this,” Ted said with a sigh.
“I want to say Race would be proud of you…”
“But Race wouldn’t give a s**t, I know. I do, though, as it turns out.” Ted snorted. “Do you think Wally could handle the charitable end of things for the family?”
“The MacTaggart Trust?” Echo’s brow furrowed in thought. “Yeah, actually. Though I wouldn’t give him full control.”
“No. Just oversight. I’d still have final say on what we supported. I’d be afraid he’d pull support from Dayton Pride ju
