A Crack in Everything (Cracks Book 1) by L.H. Cosway

Author:L.H. Cosway [Cosway, L.H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“I want to make a difference,” Dylan answered after a long moment of consideration.

“Like Mother Theresa?”

He smirked and shook his head. “No, Ev, not like Mother Theresa. Don’t get me wrong, I do want to help people, but I just don’t think sainthood is the way to go.”

“What’s the way to go then?” I asked.

“Well, first you need money, and to make it you’ve got to go the route of capitalism. So really, I need something I can sell. I just don’t know what that thing is yet.”

“You could invent a product,” I suggested.

“Maybe. Or I could have someone invent one for me.”

“Nah, you’re far too clever not come up with something on your own.”

“Being clever doesn’t mean you’re inventive,” said Dylan. “I can sell anything to anyone though, I’m certain of that.”

I smiled and glanced at my allotment. Reaching out, I plucked a jasmine flower from the plant and handed it to him. “Okay, then, sell me this.”

Dylan’s eyes crinkled in amusement as he took the flower. He gave it a long sniff and spun it between his fingers, pondering it a moment.

“You said one of your favourite things is the smell of jasmine in the mornings.”

I nodded. “My gran taught me how to steep the flowers in water to scent a room.”

“So, it’s the scent that holds value, rather than the flower?”

“You could say that.”

He went quiet for a second, thoughtful, then said, “What if I could capture the essence of that fresh jasmine scent? No oils or tinctures, no false replicas, just jasmine in its purest form? What if I bottled it so you never had to go to the trouble of growing the flowers, picking them, boiling the water, etc, would you buy it?”

I pursed my lips, considering it. It was a very lengthy process, especially when you factored in actually growing the jasmine. I guess if Dylan could create a product like that I might buy it.

“Maybe in years to come, when I have a job and don’t have so much time in the mornings, sure, I’d buy it. I still love to grow the flowers though.”

“But most people don’t. Most people want instant gratification. And that’s where I come in. I want to sell them something that gratifies them, and in the process, change my life and maybe the lives of others, too.”

“How would you change other people’s lives?”

“If I create a business, I create jobs. If my business is successful I might even be rich enough to give to charity, help those who don’t have the resources to help themselves.”

I studied him a moment, surprised by his philanthropic aspirations. I mean, I didn’t think he was selfish, but I didn’t know he wanted to help people in such a big way either.

“Never took you for a humanitarian,” I said. In fact, he often struck me as a misanthropist, especially when he got going on a rant. But maybe he was simply expressing his dissatisfaction in humanity. Maybe he wanted to actively do his bit not to be just another arsehole among a billion other arseholes.

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