Meeting, Uncle, and Odd Thoughts
Match Four: Meeting, Uncle, and Odd Thoughts:
Already on my winter break, I don't get a chance to rest. I leaned back at my desk. I don't feel like working today. Still, I force myself to keep a poker face long enough to get through this morning.
"Okay," I said aloud. "What's been going on so far?" Hen-to pulled out his file.
"Not much, but there are two smaller companies who like to talk to you," he said.
"I see," I said, thinking. I pulled out my planner and read through for any blank dates. "Do you have any days available?" I asked Yao.
"I'm free on Saturday," he said.
"This week or next?" I asked.
"Both," Yao replied.
"I see…" I muttered, staring at the page in front of me. "How about this Saturday, then?" I asked.
"Good," he said.
"And you guys?" I asked. Hen-to and Fei nodded after much thought. I breathed out at my desk.
"Okay," I said. "Onto the next item." All of the men in the room looked at me with serious looks on their faces. I pressed my lips together and nodded.
"Right," I muttered.
"Do we have to?" Fei asked.
"I'm afraid so," I answered. "How much does he know?"
"He knows about the old lord's death and that you are now head of the clan," Hen-to answered.
"Ah," I said. "And how long before he makes his way here?"
"About a couple of days," Fei said.
"And what should I do then?" I asked.
"Bolt the doors!" Hen-to quickly suggested. "He's just going to try and take your money and seize power of the control. If that happens, he'll run it into the ground. You have to bolt the doors and don't let him in." I put up my hand and shook my head.
"While I am aware of his true nature," I said. "I cannot simply do that. He might spread rumors about me being ungrateful to cause failure with our businesses." Hen-to sat back, frowning.
"This is true," he muttered.
"Which is why we will meet him in public and try to persuade him to leave the clan alone," I went on. "I know it won't be easily to get through to him, but I want to try all other options before we take drastic measures."
"Drastic measures?" Yao asked.
"Let's not get ahead here," I said. "We'll all talk first and be on our guard. Everyone agreed?"
"Yes," my boys answered.
"It would be easier to bolt the doors," Hen-to mumbled to himself. I tried to ignore him as I went onto the next item in the meeting. While we talked, I began to think about an old boyfriend that I had in junior high. He was a first love of mine and really charming. Maybe not like Yao, but he still stole my heart. Our romance didn't last long, but I can still remember the fireworks that he left behind. His looks, voice, and laugh stayed in my head to this day. My younger mind even wanted to marry him. Too bad it wasn't meant to be. I wondered how he was doing now and if he got married. The thoughts about made me jump in my chair.
Why am I thinking about him at a time like this?