He gave me a moment to digest the news and I took a seat beside him, staring at my shoes, my forearms on my knees. “I just can’t believe it.”
“He’s been ill for some time, and we’ve discussed his future at great length. I do apologize you had to hear it from me, but I seem to be the bearer of bad news today as I had to call up his sister this morning. Not the standard protocol, but we became friends and I was there in the end. Charles was a very well-liked guy around my office. He always brought the girls a little something from his store.” Mr. Gardner put the satchel on his lap and pulled out a short stack of clipped papers. “His only family is an estranged sister who lives out of state, and he’s expressed no desire to pass on any inheritance to her. Mr. Langston drew up a detailed last will and testament, which he wanted me to bring to your attention immediately upon his death. His fear was that you’d quit the shop and time is of the essence due to the nature of the company.”
“What do you mean?” None of this was registering for me, because while I’d known Charlie for seven years, we’d never discussed anything beyond my paycheck when it came to the business.
“I’m not here to gussy this up, ma’am. Mr. Langston signed over the business and most of his money to you. His house will go to a young family he met a year ago when donating to a homeless charity, along with enough money to pay bills and taxes for a year. After that, they can sell it for the money if they choose.”
My jaw hung open and I barely heard the last words he said. “He left it all to
“No,” he countered. “It’s all in these signed documents. He has quite a list of instructions and advice he left behind in print and on a flash drive.” Mr. Gardner reached in his back pocket and fished out a small plastic flash drive and placed it in my hand. Austin growled but made no attempt to move. “He wasn’t a rich man, so the money in his account won’t get you far with the business if you’re not pulling in a profit. Have you ever managed a company before?” he asked in a curious tone.
I shook my head. And then the tears started to come. Charlie was the kind of guy I could have envisioned as my dad. We weren’t close, but he always gave me good advice and made sure I’d enjoyed working for him. He used to be in the shop four days a week, but in the last couple of years, Charlie felt it was time he allow us to manage things on our own so he could focus on other business matters.
Little did I know that matter was cancer.
Mr. Gardner continued. “He said there’s a bright young lady working in the shop who has a head for business that he suggested you keep around. He was concerned about you getting in a financial pitfall, which is why it’s imperative you read over his instructions. He was fairly confident the shop would stay afloat and was pulling in a decent profit. I have papers I need you to read carefully and sign. I’ll leave them with you and you can schedule a meeting with me when you’re ready to discuss this further.”
The sound of wind chimes in the distance floated in the breeze. A fly landed on his hand briefly before he shooed it away with a wave of his arm.
I tried to swallow but my throat was dry. “Did they bury him already?”
“He asked to be cremated; didn’t want anyone fussing over him and he didn’t think anyone would have come to the funeral.”
I covered my face with my hands and quietly wept. Mr. Gardner’s voice couldn’t have been less somber, which made delivering the news even sharper against my heart. Austin’s wolf licked my fingers and I finally wiped my cheeks and pulled a strand of long hair away from my wet lashes.
“He wanted his ashes to be spread across the Grand Canyon.” Mr. Gardner stretched his legs out and watched a lone cloud painted against the blue sky. “He talked about how that river carved away the land and he wanted to be a part of something that’s everlasting.”
After wiping my nose and regaining my composure, I looked apprehensively at the balding attorney. “I need time to look this over. I’m just not sure Charlie was in his right frame of mind when he made this decision.”
“Well, if it’s any consolation, he thought highly of you. It wasn’t like he was forced to pass off the business; he had other options. But that was his first request and he wanted to make it happen. He said you had a…” Mr. Gardner reached for the right words. “He said you had a
He glanced at his watch and stood up, eyeing the wolf. “My number is on the card clipped on the top. Regardless of what you decide, we’ll have another meeting to discuss this in detail with any questions you might have. Oh, and something else,” he began with a short chuckle. “He told me to tell you that you don’t have to wear those fruity earrings anymore if you don’t want to. I’m not sure what that means, but he wanted me to let you know.”
Tom hesitated, waiting for the wolf to move and I motioned Austin with my eyes and he complied, allowing the lawyer to pass.
“Y’all have a good afternoon,” he said, walking back to his car and wiping his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief.
My heart ached for Charlie, and I only wished I could have seen him one last time. I wondered if he knew how much he meant to me. But why did he do this? How could he leave something so important in my incapable hands? That got me scared, and I needed to talk to April. She would be able to keep me from going into a full- blown freak-out.
I leaned back and stared at Austin. He rested his chin on the arm of my chair and I got lost in his clear blue eyes.
“How long are you going to stay that way? Because I’m starting to feel like you’re avoiding me.” I patted his nose. “Anyone ever tell you that your breath stinks?” Nothing riled him up. “I could take you to the pet store and have them clip your toenails and paint them pink.”
He snorted angrily and grunted, circling around the porch.
Then I suddenly felt a tingle between my legs and slid down in my chair a little bit. Maybe it was the hot afternoon sun, but damn if I didn’t feel… turned on. Austin’s wolf was making a peculiar sound of distress while pacing back and forth, as if he were guarding me from invisible predators.
When it passed, I took the papers inside and laid down for a nap.
Chapter 24
Mom was still shaken up about Maizy having been left on the side of the road and every so often, I caught that look in her eyes a mother gets when they’ve come close to losing the most precious thing to them. I admired her courage and resilience for all she had been through in the last week, and I guess like me, she valued family even more because of it.
During dinner, I noticed Maizy hiding her meat beneath her mashed potatoes. Denver waltzed over to the microwave and heated up a hot dog. Her eyes brightened when he dropped it on her plate and she hunched over with a big smile on her face, looking like she had just gotten away with something. Maybe she had. He appeared satisfied with himself, although he tried to hide it from the guys. Maybe it wasn’t a “cool guy” thing to have a little girl think you were the best thing since peanut butter and jelly. Despite his idiotic methods, I trusted Denver with her more than I did the others. Reno was too rough around the edges and I still didn’t know what to make of the twins. Wheeler was the smarter of the two, though you’d never know it by all the tattoos, not to mention he seemed to be a moodier guy than his brother.
Jericho mentioned getting another tattoo and my mom told him he already had one too many.
“Boys, we’re going to be staying the night out,” Austin announced, walking into the room with a swagger I couldn’t help but admire. His dark jeans were loose (in a good way) and his tight black shirt was tucked in, showing off a nice leather belt with a silver buckle.
Jericho whistled mockingly.
“Who’s
