Page 34 of Yours to Ho Ho Hold
Jamie
Jesus, you two need to lay off the personal development books. You sound like robots
James
It’s called emotional maturity. You know what, I’ve got a book that could help you with that
I roll my eyes and type out a response.
Thanks, everyone, but this isn’t on anyone. I appreciate you all trying to help.
James
Of course, son. We just want you to be happy. I want you to know we’re always here for you. You’ll always have your family rooting for you, and we’re here to help any way we can.
And if you need me to call and apologize for my crude behavior, then I’m happy to do it.
I smile down at my dad’s kind words, feeling so fucking lucky to have such an amazing family in my corner. I believe every one of them when they say they’d do anything they can to help me.
Suddenly, I get an idea.
Char, you can put that plate in the fridge? I don’t think I’ll be home until later.
Charlotte
Okay, honey. Is everything okay?
Everything’s great. I’ve actually just got an idea.
I’m going to need some help, though.
James
Well, let’s hear it. What do you need us to do?
I grab the purse, make my way inside the fancy hotel, and find a seat at the bar. The bartender appears, an older man with salt and pepper hair wearing a bowtie and a Santa hat.
“What’ll be?”
“I’ll have a White Russian, please, and could you add a little peppermint schnapps?”
He smiles and nods as he starts making my drink.
I pull out my phone and begin to type.
Sam, how do you feel about adding a romance bookstore to your investment portfolio?
Sam
That’s pretty specific, little brother. You have my attention. I’d be willing to hear a pitch.
Great. I’ll let you know when I have more details.
Simon, do you think you could have Wren call me? Does she have any friends in the romance book world? I know soaps aren’t exactly the same as books.
Simon
I’ll have her call you as soon as she’s done putting the baby to sleep.
