ni's
ailed," I said to myself as I stoo
s all
e lived within and everyone wanted to keep their distance. My father's Volkswagen was still parked under the long blue canopy
n, day after day? What had we done wrong? How had my father's flourishing business
a hand on my right shoulder. I turned to see the fam
oshni. Are
ll father," as I t
t here staring into sp
e, but I chose not to. What was the point
id, pointing at the co
or, my dear?" he asked,
r. Do you remember what use
strength ebb out of him. My fa
ess. Pull out a copy of the latest book
there any of our
were none. Those we
f those authors actually got
rs and all. He used to be a tall elderly man, then it felt like his shoulders stooped low even though he was still in his early sixties. He
I asked. "Do not tell me that the supposed authors we
s, my dear. It was just as if God hit the stop button o
You have made good friends all these years, credit g
for help to come and meet us? You know I cannot
. He didn't like getting something he couldn't afford at that moment. If he didn't have the compl
nt. We are at a disadvantage. And it does
st to crash this way, my d
ack his staff, but that was out of the question. No one would com
sked, "So you
I have something in mind, my dear. But I
t if this last resort of your
both of his and squeezed it. "I do not plan to fail you, my
for me alone, father. Do it for those who have looked up to
is turn
can do to help, father, you
med more comforting than the morose look he had on a w
the way, I had a hand in the success of your publishing com
one at the gate any longer because my father even had to lay off the low
Let's see if these friends of yours you tal
he building. I had never taken anything for granted before. My father taught me that in business. So, when I saw that none of