What It's Like Loving an Idiot

Forty Two || A Letter (James's POV)

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(James's Point of View)

James,

This is your father and if you're reading this then that either means that Jeffrey managed to get this letter to you somehow or I'm dead. I know that you're probably thinking "why is he writing to me?", but I have a perfectly simple answer to that and that is to explain some important details of the business and I'm telling you this in confidence, so I expect you to keep it to yourself. After we got arrested, you and your sister were immediately sent into the foster care system and I imagine that you were eventually adopted, but I mean, I'm not exactly sure. Anyways, that was years ago and by now you must be well into adulthood. I have one simple thing to tell you that really is the most important. Under no circumstances will Autumn be involved with our business, let alone run it. After we left, Kamer took care of it for awhile, but I have my suspicions that she's back in there. I mean, there's no way in hell that she would've stayed in a foster home, so there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that she ran away. Of course, back then she must've been nine years old, just that wouldn't stop her. She was a strong little girl and probably still is. Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that if she gets in there, she will fuck it up. I have hundreds of millions of dollars in that place and I don't even want to know what kind of damage she can do. On the other hand, that is a man's job, no woman should be doing it by herself, or have nearly as much ownership as I did. Those Vultures will tear her apart. She may be strong, but she's not that strong. Just make sure that she never takes control, that's all I ask.

Now, I don't have a clue where you are in your life right now, but in the first place, you were being raised to take over that business and I expected you too. But, this was before your mother and I were arrested. Since no one can give me any information about anything because, well, I'm in prison, I have absolutely no idea who's running our business, but I hope it's you.

If it is you who is in charge then I'm sure you will appreciate this next bit of information. The Vultures, they want the business, but I'm sure you know that by now. They're always wanted it, mostly because there is so much traffic and cash. I mean, for fuck's sake, how do you think I managed to build that warehouse? Certainly not from raw material from the bloody forest. They're a strong group, but they're not big enough compared to us, they don't even come close.

There is one other thing and that is that there is cash for you and your sister. I can't quite remember how much is in there exactly, but I'd say probably close to two hundred thousand dollars. It was for you if decided to take over the business and some for your sister just to keep her out of it. I really can't stress this enough: keep her out of those warehouses. She does not belong there. Jameson is the only person who knows where that cash is. I'm sure you remember him, he was around a lot until towards the end. Find him and he'll show you where it is.

That's all for me, your mother and I love you and we hope you will do the right thing.

—Dad

Three times. I've read that stupid fucking paper three fucking times now. How I'm still having trouble processing it? I have absolutely no idea, maybe because it is absolutely ridiculous. No, this deserves a word so much more explaining, like absurd or ludicrous. How can my father be so fucking stupid. I mean for fuck's sake, Autumn was always going to take over that business. I remember that very vividly from my childhood. She has always been this girl who's had this crazy amount of courage. She did what she wanted to with absolutely no care for who else it affected. Although, she was very selfish, everyone knew that she was going to take on the world. I mean, I knew. Even now, she's stronger than me. I could never handle half the shit she sees in day. I mean, I'm just a guy who's trying to live a normal life after living a horrible one, but Autumn had absolutely no problem with going back. Autumn was built for that job and my father can get his head out of his fucking ass for thinking any different. Him and his sexist views can thrive with him in his jail cell. Fuck, that's where he belongs. I can't tell Autumn about the way our father spoke about her, it would wreck her. I just can't. What I probably should tell her is about that money. I mean, it's dirty money. People had to die for my father to get that money, but I mean, Autumn probably still wants to know about it. If he thinks that he can say things to me without telling Autumn, then he's got another thing coming. I'll go see her on Wednesday when I get this cast off.