Page 52 of Give Me Forever

“I don’t. I made a classic beginner mistake and didn’t hire a second lawyer to go over our contract.”

His face fell. I knew how that sounded. At best, I was making excuses. At worst, I was a moron. I couldn’t deny it—I’d been exactly that. Too broke to seek out a lawyer and too excited that someone believed in my ideas.

“I take full responsibility, and I will pay them," I insisted. "I’m making monthly payments from my savings.”

“I’ll be honest. I don’t want any part in that. Sounds like you could get into cash-flow issues.”

“Jack, I—”

“I’m sorry, but it won’t work out. After your issues with Austin Productions are gone, feel free to contact me again.”

I swallowed hard. It could take years until I paid that off. And without another business up and running? It was impossible.

“Thank you for your time, Jack.”

“I wish you the best of luck, Avery.”

I stared at the screen for a long time after the call disconnected, giving in to tears. None of the other factories had replied to me. They probably all did their research and found the same thing.

I didn’t even blame them. I just wasn’t sure what to do next.

My phone beeped next to my laptop.

Mom: How did it go?

My heart broke. I didn’t want to disappoint her. She’d gotten her hopes up even more than I had.

Avery: It didn’t work out after all.

Mom: :( I’m sure it will soon.

Avery: I’m sure as well. Love you, Mom.

Mom: Love you more, baby girl.

I didn’t want to worry her, but I wasn’t sure this would work out at all anymore.

I called my sister, knowing she was waiting for my news as well.

“Hey, girl. That was a short call. How did it go?” she asked.

“He doesn’t want to work with me. Did his due diligence and knows about my debt.”

“Crap. That’s frustrating.”

“I’m not sure what to do now.”

“Listen, you’re talented, and your customers love you. Don’t put any pressure on yourself. I’m sure you’ll come up with something.”

Her faith in me gave me energy. “Thanks, Jamie.”

We chatted a bit about my jewelry, but she had a date tonight, so we said our goodbyes only a couple minutes later.

Biting the inside of my cheek, I texted Sam.

Avery: Call is already over. We’re not going to work together.

Sam: Sorry about that! I’ll be there soon.

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