The Harper's Island Trilogy by Zane Morrow

Author:Zane Morrow [Morrow, Zane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-02-24T18:30:00+00:00

19

While I didn’t have a minute to lose, I also didn’t have a plan to put into action. Sunday ended up being a day of rest, a day of recovery, a day of careful consideration. After all, Monday promised to be super painful. My mother’s looming threat to rock my world. Oh, make that my miserable little world. Then there was the pressure of trying to figure out how to fix things with Grace. How the hell was I going to further our relationship? Maybe having Miss Milly on my side would help.

Following a restless day, I called it an early night and turned in by nine. Naturally, I slept poorly, woke well before my alarm, and decided to work out. It was my feeble attempt to sweat out the bad, and get my head right. My mother could be scary.

Finally, I’d killed enough time to drive to the office and arrive at an acceptable hour, the sweet spot between ridiculously early and dangerously close to angering the dragon. For the first hour, I managed to find enough work to stay busy in my office. Then my mother arrived and it was time to face the board and the music. I calmly took my seat at the head of the table with my mother to my right. Apparently, all this time she had allowed me to believe I was in charge given my position within the company. Following our discussion at the wedding I now realized I didn't hold the power I once believed I did. Grace sat at the opposite end of the table closer to Trent. At first, I hoped to catch her attention, but she seemed determined to ignore me. The head of the board called the meeting to order and gave my mother the floor. Immediately, she stood and spoke while pacing around. “As many of you know, the question of the day centers around the future of Camp Hope. Little more than a week ago, my son, Blake, planned to close Camp Hope at the end of the summer. Thanks to a generous donation from one of our own members, for the first time in several years the camp won't be running on an austerity budget. Let's give Trent a round of applause.”

Everyone around the table began clapping politely. Soon my mother continued. This time she stood behind me with her hands on my shoulders. I have never felt more uncomfortable in my life. All eyes were on me. I could feel the judgement, the tension in the room as they waited for my mother to have her say. While I couldn’t care less what others thought, worrying how Grace saw me was eating me up inside. More than anything, I longed for a chance to explain everything, even if it meant revealing secrets I’d vowed to keep a lifetime ago.

“It is my contention that Camp Hope is about far more than turning a profit. This camp had been my husband's dream his way of giving back.

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