Jordyn’s POV “My dearest grandson, Jordyn,” Larry began reading. I rubbed my hands together, my palms sweaty. Ready or not, I was about to hear the final words of my grandfather, written just for me, and I was overcome with emotion. Next to my father, my grandfather had been the single most important person in the world to me. His death was one of the things that had triggered my nervous breakdown. I’d been sorting through it in therapy, but I still felt a sting in my heart every time I thought about the fact that he was gone. “You only get one shot at life,” Larry continued. “And I’m afraid you’re fucking yours up.” Oh. I hadn’t expected that. That was a little harsh, wasn’t it? Larry only paused briefly though before continuing. “Not to fear though. We all fuck up sometimes. And I want you to know that no matter the mess you’ve made, you can always clean it up. I know you lost your company, Jordyn. You mad
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