“That was just a website. And it didn’t mean anything.” My father ended up selling the company right after. “Hey. It meant something. It was the first time I realized you had a big brain in that pretty head of yours. You impressed me.” He pauses, as if to let that sink in. “And you basically set up an entire charter plane company for us in a few months.” “Agnes helped me.” “She helped a bit, but no, it’s because you’re smart as hell and you can figure out anything if you put your mind to it. So, if this is something you want to do, then you tell Muriel that you’re doing it! End of story.”
