Unable to proceed under revised capital assumptions.
Best wishes.
Laura did not mention him.
Richard and Carol had asked to attend part of the meeting.
Michael permitted it because some factual issues involved family financial history and because witnesses can occasionally make honesty easier.
Richard entered last.
He wore a blazer I recognized from his retirement dinner.
For once, he did not occupy the room.
He stood behind a chair.
Looked at me.
Then sat.
“Gregory.”
“Richard.”
He rubbed his palms together.
“I owe you a conversation.”
“You owe me one.”
He nodded.
“I always thought you were lucky to have her.”
His voice broke slightly on the final word.
He cleared his throat.
“I never spent much time asking whether she was lucky to have you.”
Nobody said anything.
Richard looked down.
“I laughed Saturday.”
“Yes.”
“I shouldn't have.”
“No.”
“I thought…”
He stopped.
Started again.
“I thought it was family teasing.”
“You knew about Daniel.”
His eyes closed briefly.
“I knew there was somebody.”
“How long?”
“A few months.”
“You didn't think to tell me?”
“Laura asked us not to interfere.”
I leaned back.
“And laughing wasn't interference?”
Richard flinched.
Carol began crying.
I had not come there to punish them.