As great as last night was, I woke up feeling a little apprehensive about today. There were two reasons for this. One was quickly laid to rest when I spoke to Jen about it. I couldn't help but wonder if she only agreed to start dating me because of our unique situation. In a way it's almost like being stranded on an island and dating the person you're stranded with because what other options do you have? As I said though, Jen laid that to rest very quickly. She let me read a few entries from her diary from before things changed and it turned out that like me, she was interested but hadn't quite gotten srount to doing anything about it yet. Even more than knowing she was thinking about it herself though, that she let me read the entries in her diary showed me that she trusted me. That means a lot at this point. Anyhow, the other reason I was nervous was a little more sinster. It struck me that my accountant may be one of them. That would make the meeting uncomfortable at best. I was pleased to find that it wasn't the case though when I turned up. Sam is just a regular guy and I have to admit to being a little jellous of that. Either way, he'd prepared a full account of my assets as I'd requested.
I have to admit that I always knew that mom and dad were wealthy. I'd have to have been in a coma to not realise that. We had a big house in a wealthy neighbourhood and all that, so not realising it wasn't really an option. Still, we didn't get a new car every year (although the ones dad had were exceptional), we didn't fly round the world at the drop of a hat, in short, my parents were responsible with what they had. Now, when dad passed away back in 2000, I was more than just a little rattled. We lost mom the year before and so I still hadn't quite adjusted to that yet, let alone being prepared for dad's death. I paid virtually no attention at the reading of his will and just blindly signed the papers Sam told me to when the time came. Sam has been the family accountant since before I was born and more than just being our accountant, he was a family friend. Sam was one of the other pole-bearers at dad's funeral. I trusted him enough to look out for me then and I still do. When he started running me through the list of assets though, I was thunderstruck. Mom and dad weren't just wealthy, they were multi-millionairs. When he saw the look on my face, he explained that for the last 4 years, he has been managing my finances and related affairs full time! I nearly fell out of my chair. Jen just shook her head and said "See, I couldn't put my finger on exactly what it was about you that I liked so much, but this can fill in for it until I do!". My own laughter snapped me out of it. I figured that at best, I'd have enough to manage an income close to what I have now, but Sam assures me that now I'm ready to start working with him a little more, we can start taking a few more risks and the earnings could go through the roof. Hell, even if we leave it as it is I can pull in 10 times what I do now as a surgeon. Looks like I'm about to have a lot more freedom than I thought. I feel like I've just won the lottery!
For now, I've got Sam sorting out an account that I can access as a sort of slush fund. I've asked him to make sure that both Jen and I have access to it so that should hold us until we know what we're doing. I'll call the base and let them know this afternoon.
-J.C.
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