“Fucking crazy,” I murmur when all the paperwork is complete. The whole time, though, I am smiling like crazy. I mean, shit, my own business. Wow! Who would’ve thought this former felon could turn his life around to this extent? I would have never dreamed of such good things. But the true credit lies with one person. And it’s not me. It’s Kay. She doesn’t like to hear it. She believes I would’ve succeeded with or without her, but she couldn’t be more wrong. She is my rock, my balance. Kay is golden, and if I hadn’t already married her, I’d do it all over again today. Speaking of which… Following my late-afternoon business meeting with Nick and our new business attorney, I return to the farmhouse. I find Kay on the back porch, lazily swinging to and fro. I take a seat beside her and give her a peck on the cheek. “Hey,” I say. “Hey,”
