Divided by Jennifer Sights

Author:Jennifer Sights
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Jennifer Sights
Published: 2013-03-09T22:00:00+00:00

Vittorio made fabulous tortellini for dinner. To my surprise, Kevin accepted a glass of wine with dinner and said he liked it. “I’ve usually only had cheap stuff from a box at parties. Guess I’ve never had good wine before,” he explained.

“I am pleased you like it,” Vittorio said. “Elena made sure I picked up some beer for you as well.”

“Thanks, I appreciate that.” Kevin finished the glass and poured some more for all of us. “So Elena said you graduated college when you were twenty. That’s pretty quick.”

“Yes. Once I was released from the hospital, I was determined not to lose any more time. I studied almost constantly and took a heavy course load.”

“I’m impressed man. I hated school.”

“It is not for everyone. But I wanted to prove to myself that I could do something worthwhile. My parents, then my doctors, had made me feel so worthless, and even at that young age I realized how short life is. Maybe it was because of what I’d been through that brought me to that realization. I didn’t really know how to do that, so I just studied as hard as I could. My parents wouldn’t answer my calls or letters to see that I was truly better, but at least I proved it to myself.”

“Why business?”

“As much as I admired Julian for what he did and how he’d helped me, medicine didn’t interest me. As I said, I didn’t really know what I wanted to do specifically, and business seemed to be the most versatile course of study. Between that and Julian teaching me how to control my power, how to be a good man, I think I’ve done well. I hope I have, at least.”

“Well, seeing how well you treat Elena, and how well you’ve done in your job, I’d have to agree with you,” Kevin said, taking another bite of tortellini.

“How did you get into working on cars?”

“My dad is a mechanic. I spent as much time as my mom would let me at his shop, watching and helping when he’d let me. She hated it - both of us coming home to dinner covered in grease. Every weekend he’d take me to little local car shows, or we’d be working on his old ’57 Chevy. Mom always tried to get me to read more, encouraged me to find something else to do with my life, but I was good with cars. I loved it. I never wanted to do anything else.”

“That is great that you found your passion at such a young age.”

“I’d like to open my own shop someday. I don’t want to work for someone else my whole life. That’s why I live in this dump. I could afford a nicer place, but who cares? I’d rather save my money. Plus I can keep an eye on Elena here.”

“You never told me you wanted your own shop!” I said.

“Yeah, well, I thought you’d laugh at me,” Kevin said, looking down at the table.

“Why on earth would I do that?”

“I don't know, so many small businesses fail.

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