It was a beautiful morning and the sun was setting.
"Ryder..."
Shelley called out!
He held up his hand. Please don't argue. I need to work, I need to do something useful. You'll be doing me a favour.
She hesitated, then asked, if work is so important to you, why did you sell your business?
That's complicated. He rose and refilled their coffee mugs. The aroma coming from the oven was growing more enticing with each minute.
You don't have to tell me, she said.
It's complicated but it is not tough, he said a bit dryly. Not some mega emotional upheaval, although what happened may have helped it along. I got into the business working as a farmer. About that time I became a GC, a general contractor, the guy who organizes everything and then supervises. From there it was relatively a small step to setting up my own business as a GC. Unfortunately, over the years, the job became less hands-on. Other people were doing the work I loved while I was in a mess of paperwork and business related stuff. At that time I met May who was keeping me pretty busy. Going to work was one way I took care of her needs. But after she was gone..."He shrugged", it felt hollow. Like I wasn't doing any of the stuff I loved doing. None of it. So I finally decided I needed a fresh start. Maybe I was trying to escape.
Again Shelley kept her response to a nod, afraid to cut him off.
I don't know exactly. I just know I needed to stop feeling hollow. I couldn't get May back but maybe I could get back to doing what I loved. I was even thinking of getting into bakery, really high skilled bakery and I couldn't do that with the business hanging on my neck. It took me a couple of months to sell after making the decision.
Hopefully things will get back together, Ryder murmured!
I hope they will, Shelley resorted.