*
Rose found employment in a boutique walking
distance from her and Richard’s apartment and the bank. Filled with
pride, Natasha’s granddaughter was becoming an independent young
woman. Now, Stewart prayed Alex could find contentment with his
relationship with Sarah.
After a long walk in solitude, he worked his
way back indoors. Hope was sitting at her desk, completing
paperwork when he looked in the office. He entered the room and
took a seat, waiting for her to finish adding a column.
“Do you have a moment?”
“Of course, Poppa.”
“I’ve done a great deal of thinking. With
your permission, I’d like to assist Rose and Richard with the
purchase of a home. Recalling the time your momma and I spent in
the apartment, Natasha was claustrophobic in the confined space.
I’m afraid Rose will become claustrophobic, putting undue stress on
their marriage.”
“Unlike Momma, Rose is able to come and go as
she pleases. Rose and Richard would appreciate the offer, but I
doubt they would accept the gift. After the article in the
newspaper, my daughter is determined to prove she and her husband
are self-sufficient. Richard is well compensated in his position
and Rose is pleased with her salary. Richard told Adam they are
putting more money aside than he originally anticipated. He is
confident they will have the down payment for a home within the
year.”
“If the time becomes appropriate to assist
the newlyweds, it would please me to open my cheque book to cover
the cost of their home.”
“I will keep that in mind, Poppa.”
* * *
Alex walked into his room that night and
flopped onto his bed.
“Stupid,” he grumbled. “I need to speak with
Richard. He was here, in my home yet I did not request a moment of
his time. Now I must wait.” He pounded his fist into his mattress.
“I must continue avoiding Sarah. I cannot risk associating with
her.”
The week progressed slowly for Alex. He had
only spoken to Sarah once since dining with her family. During that
telephone conversation, he thanked her again for dinner and the
opportunity to meet her family, but the conversation had been
strained. Something inside his being didn’t trust her. Perhaps that
was too harsh, but it was possible Sarah’s interest was less than
honourable. That she sought access to the money from the trust
funds. Perhaps, like Elaine, she wanted a life in high society.
Although Alex wanted to see her beautiful
face, to listen to her voice, he didn’t contact her again, deciding
it was best to wait to speak with his brother-in-law. Alex would
have volunteered to go to the city to complete errands, taking a
few minutes to visit with Richard, but the need didn’t arise. There
was no need to leave the orphanage.
Alex considered telephoning Richard at home,
but Rose would be aware of the conversation. He didn’t want to
discuss Sarah with his baby sister.
Alex was completing the last file on
Wednesday before retiring for the evening when Momma walked into
the office.
“You must invite Sarah to dine with the
family. This coming Saturday.”
“She can't come. She is busy,” he responded,
lying.
“Your poppa and I wish to meet her.”
I can't allow that to happen. “Yes, I
know.”
Momma left the office, closing the door
behind her.
I need to speak with Richard. I will do that
at the family dinner on Sunday. I won't allow Rose and Richard to
leave until I have a moment of his time.
On Saturday night, Alex crawled under the
covers and stared at the ceiling. Momma had reiterated during the
meal that evening of their desire to meet Sarah. He had to ensure
Sarah's intentions were sincere. He needed to know if Sarah was
aware of the trust funds. “I will speak
with Richard tomorrow. It will be the best day of my life or one of
the worst.”
After a restless night, Alex rose early and
wrote in his journal. Finishing his entry, a vision of Sarah filled
his mind. “It’s imperative Rose and Richard arrive
Rose found employment in a boutique walking
distance from her and Richard’s apartment and the bank. Filled with
pride, Natasha’s granddaughter was becoming an independent young
woman. Now, Stewart prayed Alex could find contentment with his
relationship with Sarah.
After a long walk in solitude, he worked his
way back indoors. Hope was sitting at her desk, completing
paperwork when he looked in the office. He entered the room and
took a seat, waiting for her to finish adding a column.
“Do you have a moment?”
“Of course, Poppa.”
“I’ve done a great deal of thinking. With
your permission, I’d like to assist Rose and Richard with the
purchase of a home. Recalling the time your momma and I spent in
the apartment, Natasha was claustrophobic in the confined space.
I’m afraid Rose will become claustrophobic, putting undue stress on
their marriage.”
“Unlike Momma, Rose is able to come and go as
she pleases. Rose and Richard would appreciate the offer, but I
doubt they would accept the gift. After the article in the
newspaper, my daughter is determined to prove she and her husband
are self-sufficient. Richard is well compensated in his position
and Rose is pleased with her salary. Richard told Adam they are
putting more money aside than he originally anticipated. He is
confident they will have the down payment for a home within the
year.”
“If the time becomes appropriate to assist
the newlyweds, it would please me to open my cheque book to cover
the cost of their home.”
“I will keep that in mind, Poppa.”
* * *
Alex walked into his room that night and
flopped onto his bed.
“Stupid,” he grumbled. “I need to speak with
Richard. He was here, in my home yet I did not request a moment of
his time. Now I must wait.” He pounded his fist into his mattress.
“I must continue avoiding Sarah. I cannot risk associating with
her.”
The week progressed slowly for Alex. He had
only spoken to Sarah once since dining with her family. During that
telephone conversation, he thanked her again for dinner and the
opportunity to meet her family, but the conversation had been
strained. Something inside his being didn’t trust her. Perhaps that
was too harsh, but it was possible Sarah’s interest was less than
honourable. That she sought access to the money from the trust
funds. Perhaps, like Elaine, she wanted a life in high society.
Although Alex wanted to see her beautiful
face, to listen to her voice, he didn’t contact her again, deciding
it was best to wait to speak with his brother-in-law. Alex would
have volunteered to go to the city to complete errands, taking a
few minutes to visit with Richard, but the need didn’t arise. There
was no need to leave the orphanage.
Alex considered telephoning Richard at home,
but Rose would be aware of the conversation. He didn’t want to
discuss Sarah with his baby sister.
Alex was completing the last file on
Wednesday before retiring for the evening when Momma walked into
the office.
“You must invite Sarah to dine with the
family. This coming Saturday.”
“She can't come. She is busy,” he responded,
lying.
“Your poppa and I wish to meet her.”
I can't allow that to happen. “Yes, I
know.”
Momma left the office, closing the door
behind her.
I need to speak with Richard. I will do that
at the family dinner on Sunday. I won't allow Rose and Richard to
leave until I have a moment of his time.
On Saturday night, Alex crawled under the
covers and stared at the ceiling. Momma had reiterated during the
meal that evening of their desire to meet Sarah. He had to ensure
Sarah's intentions were sincere. He needed to know if Sarah was
aware of the trust funds. “I will speak
with Richard tomorrow. It will be the best day of my life or one of
the worst.”
After a restless night, Alex rose early and
wrote in his journal. Finishing his entry, a vision of Sarah filled
his mind. “It’s imperative Rose and Richard arrive
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