Chapters (84)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Character List
- February 2018
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- April 2018: (Three Months Later)
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- September 2020: (Two Years Later)
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- October 2020: (One Week Later)
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- November 2020: (One Month Later)
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- December 2020: (Four Days Later)
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- June 2021: (Six Months Later)
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- July 2021: (Three Weeks Later)
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- August 2021: (One Month Later)
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- September 2021: (One Week Later)
- Chapter 66
- Authors’ Note
- “It Was the Perfect Day—Until the Gunfire.”
- Behold Israel
Meanwhile, Nir was caught up in an ongoing mixture of laughter and apologies. Soon, the two women were laughing too. They grew so loud that Mila came knocking on the door.
“Is everything okay in there?”
Only Nicole could gain enough control to weakly blurt a yes.
Finally, Nir breathed hard three times and spoke. “I am so very sorry, Alicia, both for laughing and for messing up with my words. That’s the other thing I get from my Israeli upbringing—I’m sometimes a little too blunt with what I say. I was just trying to tell you I love your art and would like to come alongside you, doing what I can to help you get it on many more walls.”
Alicia, too, was gaining control. “And I’m sorry I overreacted. Being raised a Texan means I tend to live with a chip on my shoulder. Let’s just erase the misunderstanding and begin with, ‘Okay, Mr. Tavor, will you please share with me your business proposal?’”
“Gladly, but let me first make clear that this isn’t just my proposal. You’ll get two for the price of one,” he said, nodding toward Nicole. “I’ll offer my financial investment and connections. Nicole will offer her… Um, I think I’m about to say the wrong thing again, but here goes. Nicole will offer her face.”
Nicole gave a nod of affirmation.
“You don’t need any help with your art. It’s spot-on. Unique. It fits a niche in the market. Where you need help is with marketing and capital. Marketing, because I don’t think you’re effectively communicating to your niche. Capital, because once the marketing kicks in, you’ll need to crank up your inventory.”
“What is the niche you believe I’m not reaching? People already know my art is good for wet and humid climates.”
“True, but that’s way too broad. That’s not a niche; it’s a full-on weather system. The niche you fill is yacht art. I know enough people who own the fanciest of boats, and they’re constantly having to replace fittings, furnishings, decorations—really, anything that can deteriorate. The water and salt get in, and within a couple of years everything is destroyed.”
“I get it. But so many of the yacht owners like to redecorate all the time anyway, and it’s not like many of them notice the cost.”