“No, I was just thinking. My father had to bribe me to join the military. Literally. He said if I didn’t, he’d turn my inheritance over to charity.”

“That’s pretty harsh.”

“It was so much money. Old family money that I’d been waiting a lifetime to get my hands on. I let him buy me and I’ve hated myself for it ever since.” Lewis shook his head. “I did the same thing to Rochelle too.”

“Only the opposite. You locked her money down because she joined up.”

“She thinks I hate her. The truth is, I respect and admire her. She gave up millions to follow her dreams. And you know what’s crazy? She did it without blinking. I honestly don’t think she even considered anything but joining the Army.”

“Sounds like you have a few regrets about some things.”

The general sighed. A heavy, weighted breath. “Maybe I am getting old and second-guessing myself. My father made decisions for me that I hated. Decisions that hinged on the money.” He shook his head. “That stupid money. I sacrificed my dreams for it and most people would kill for it. But honestly, some days it’s just an albatross that I’d like to shake off.”

His friend snorted and choked on the sip of iced tea he’d been in the process of taking. “Well, shake it my way. I can always put it into the research and development side for this project.”

“I’m afraid I’ve invested all I can. But enough about that. I’m whining. How are you doing finding the last of your needed funds?”

“I think we’ve got it covered. Or will have it soon. I’m optimistic and ready to see this thing finished and on the market.”

Lewis nodded. “I’m excited for you. You’re doing some worthwhile things and should be proud of all you’ve accomplished.”

Marshall grinned. “Thanks. That means a lot.” He raised his glass. “Here’s to making peace with those we love and helping those who can’t help themselves.”

Lewis clinked his coffee cup to the tea glass and wondered what it would take to get Rochelle talking to him again. Well, if she wanted her mail, she’d have to talk to him. He had a whole bagful to give her.

When Gavin pulled into the parking spot of her apartment complex, Sarah tried to see it through his eyes. Run-down, shabby, slumlord owned and operated. All would be true, but she loved her little place.

The surprise on Gavin’s face almost made her laugh.

“I have my reasons.”

“Something to do with your dad? I’m sure you living in this area of town just thrilled him.”