Back New York
Chapters (35)
  1. Maps
  2. Preface
  3. New Amsterdam
  4. New York
  5. The Boston Girl
  6. The Philadelphia Girl
  7. Montayne’s Tavern
  8. London
  9. Abigail
  10. The Loyalist
  11. The Patriot
  12. Vanessa
  13. War
  14. Fire
  15. Love
  16. The Capital
  17. Niagara
  18. Past Five Points
  19. Crystal Palace
  20. Lincoln
  21. The Draft
  22. Moonlight Sonata
  23. Snow
  24. Old England
  25. Ellis Island
  26. Empire State
  27. Brooklyn
  28. Verrazano Narrows
  29. After Dark
  30. Giving Birth
  31. Millennium
  32. The Board Game
  33. The Towers
  34. Epilogue
  35. Acknowledgments

“As COO of a bank, actually. A smaller bank, of course. But they have a very attractive package to offer me. Effectively, they’d buy me out of my bank, and offer me a very attractive performance-related contract. It could be worth quite a lot of money.” He paused. The idea is that in three or four years I would take over as CEO. They think I have the experience to build it up into a much more significant operation. From what I’ve learned, I think they’re right.”

But she’d already seen where this was going.

“Where’s the bank?”

“Boston. I’d commute weekly. It could work.”

“So we’d see you at weekends.”

“Right.”

“Maybe.”

“I’d be here weekends.”

“And how do you feel about that?”

“I’d rather it was here in New York, obviously. But I don’t think that’s going to happen. Professionally, this is what I’ve always wanted.”

“But you have three children who need you. Are you really going to walk out on them, on me?”

“That is totally unfair. I wouldn’t want to walk out on them, on you, and this would not be doing so.”

“Maybe not in theory, not in your own mind as you see things now. But in practice that is exactly what you would be doing.”

“It’s not ‘as I see things,’ Maggie. There’s no need to patronize me.”

“Okay, I won’t patronize you. If this was absolutely necessary, if this was the only way you could make a living to support us, that would be different. But it is totally unnecessary. We’re fine as we are, and yet you are planning to walk out on your wife and family.”

“I’m not fine as I am, Maggie. I have the chance to run a bank.”

It was too much. She lost her temper.

“Big deal, Gorham. Great for your ego. Whether you would be so happy doing it is another matter. I’m not sure you actually like being a banker, if you really want to know.”

“You mean I’m not that good at it.”

“I guess you’re okay at it.” She was stepping into dangerous territory—she had to know that—but she was angry now. “I think you just have a vision of yourself as a banker. That isn’t quite the same thing.”

“Well, tomorrow morning I have a meeting down at the World Trade Center—that’s where the headhunter’s office is—with the chairman of the bank. If that goes well, and we sense a good fit, I’ll be going up to Boston to meet a few more people early next week. And if I think it’s a good idea to take that job, then that’s what I’ll be doing.”