"Time to stop being afraid of life and of ending up like your father! Time to risk yourself in an endeavor you're not sure of, but nevertheless have a created need for. Time to grab something you want out of life and stopping being just a good hearted spectator! Sometimes to do just that you have to get your hands a little dirty. Deshavi isn't any paradigm of maidenly virtue I know and to be frank with you boy I was hoping for more for you, but you have to play the cards you're dealt."
Ted rose out of his chair and backed his grandson against the wall of the cabin until his portly belly touched against his grandson's ribbed musculature stomach, but it was Ted who dominated, as he raised a shaking finger to waive just below Trent's nose, "Now this is what you're going to do boy....."
Deshavi's door was open and I stepped into the room where she had spent most of her childhood and early teenage years. Her bags were strewn onto the bed and crudely packed, as if in a hurry and I sighed, Deshavi was running away again. The bathroom door was closed and I could hear her sniffling. I tapped on the door and I heard a stir of water and a cessation of noise. I opened the door and cautiously stepped in as Deshavi sank below the piled up suds of her bubble bath a little more.
Her eyes were red and her face was swollen from crying, but her expression was nothing but surprise, as I stepped into the bathroom and sat down on the edge of the tub. Normally I never invaded someone's privacy like this, but this time was different. Self-consciously she reached a hand up to brush her wet hair and I reached out and gently captured it. I turned her wet hand over and spread her fingers out to look at her palm. She had blisters everywhere.
I glanced up at her, "For what it's worth I'm proud of your actions today."
She glanced downward.
"You told him about our deal didn't you?"
She nodded, "He asked."
"You told him the truth?"
"I wasn't going to, but I did. He wasn't going to accept anything less from me." She started to cry again.
"Are you this upset because you lost thirteen and a half million dollars or is it because of something else?"
Her voice caught on a sob, "I don't know!"
I leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead, "We'll talk later, but take your time and finish your bath first."
I left her then. Fifteen minutes later my cell phone rang. It was Ted. I answered it and listened.