roadsâare all in and the zoning is appropriate for what you want to do. Is that right?â
âMissy and I have penciled it. You own a lot of real estate. Been through this before. Thatâs why I wanted to talk to you, yâknow, get the business angle. And, if you wanna, you could donate some money to the camp. Sort of start-up. Get a little vigorish.â
âI can have my people look at it,â Preston said. âSend the workup to Casey, my CFO.â
âWhat workup?â
âThe information you have about the real estate, its cost, the improvements, how much will be financed, the terms, and the pro forma, P&L, and balance sheet for the camp, all that stuff.â
âI ainât an accountant, but I got some go-to guys on the numbers. Iâll get it together.â
Tommy reached over the table and shook Prestonâs hand again. âThanks for looking into this. I appreciate it,â he said. âAnd I think itâs a special thing you got with your kid, P.J. Makes me think about Joe.â Tommy crossed himself. âYou gotta be proud.â
Preston looked down at the table for a minute and then back up at Tommy. They finished off the wine and ordered dessert. But nothing could make the conflict Preston felt go away.
Finally, Preston blurted out, âP.J.âs hearing-impaired.â
âSo?â Tommy said. âKids need special attention. Besides, we all got something. He may turn out okay; you said heâs only one year old, right?â
Preston was surprised by Tommyâs reaction and wondered if he appreciated the full import of the problem. âLet me explain. They tested him at birth. They can do that now. He didnât pass. But I agree with you. I talked to a pediatrician who told me his hearing may develop, but itâs too soon to know. Marciaâs pushing for having him fitted with hearing aids now. Can you imagine that?â
âYeah. I mean, if thatâs what it takes. Important thing is let âem know you love âem.â Another hand clap and a big smile.
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Preston awoke that Saturday morning with a slight headache. Over breakfast with Marcia, he described his previous day to herâfrom the visit to the lawyerâs office to his dinner with Tommy, leaving out nothing except Tommyâs feelings on the hearing-aids issue. Preston knew on some level he must be testing his wifeâs patience, but heâd never held anything back.
He spent some time with P.J., but felt restless and a bit irritable. He tried watching television but soon became bored and decided to take a walk. Maybe that would help clear the fog that had settled over his head during the past forty-eight hours.
As he was leaving the lobby, the doorman handed him a Federal Express envelope. âJust signed for this, Mr. Wilson,â he said. âI was about to call and let you know. It must be important.â
One glance at the Marion, New York, address told him it was. He dialed Ben Forsythâs cell number.
âLook, Iâm sorry to bother you on the weekend,â he told the attorney, âbut the package I mentioned is here already. I donât want to open it and risk damage or contamination or anythingâwhat should I do?â
âHereâs my home address. Bring it by, and Iâll take care of things from here.â
Preston at first felt a shock at how fast this was all moving, but he had to admire Bethâs determination and the integrity of her follow-through.
After taking a cab to Benâs apartment and giving him the package, Preston decided to go to the Manhattan store, even though it was a Saturday, to take a look at how the sales team was operating and try to put this matter out of his head. He knew he would never have peace until it was determined, one way or the other, whether Katherine Kelly was, in fact, his daughter.
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CHAPTER NINE
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