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Chapter 1
“Don’t come on me Father!”
Green eyes met brown in a stand off. Katrina Morgan was not backing down and neither was her father, James Morgan. She was not going to have him rule her, even if he was her father. She loved him dearly, but this was her life they were talking about.
“Katrina…James…please don’t do this tonight. Let’s go to bed and discuss this calmly in the morning,” pleaded Kat’s mother, Dana.
“Mom you know it won’t do any good.”
“That’s right young lady. You are my daughter and I’m not going to allow you to throw your life away.”
“Throw my life away? Why, because I won’t submit to your will and come work for you? I gave you college. I got the business degree you wanted. I gave you my summers and the year I promised. Dad I’m not interested in working for your accounting firm. Let Melissa do it. She wants to do it. However you discount her, because you want to win this battle with me. A battle you will never win. Now I’m going for a ride to clear my head.”
Dana asked, “Dear are you going riding dressed like that?”
“Mom,” Katrina started.
Her father interrupted, “No daughter of mine is going out riding the countryside in the middle of the night in her night gown!”
Katrina leveled a gaze of green fire at him and said, “Watch me.”
“Katrina Renee Morgan,” yelled her father as he watched her walk out of the house.
“James, let her go. She will be fine,” said his wife.
“How do I get her understand that this is what I want for her?”
“You don’t. You need to understand that while it’s what you want it’s not what she wants.”
“Stubborn child!”
“Just like her father,” chuckled Dana. She ran her fingers through his hair.
He turned and with a grin said, “actually I think she is more like her mother.”
“I suppose she is. Now let this go and come to bed.”
“Dana what will we do?”
“We will love her and support her just as we will Melissa. She’s right you know.”
James looked at his wife of 26 years and asked, “Right about what?”
“Melissa. James, Lissa would love nothing better than to work with you. She is majoring in accounting for goodness sakes. Give her a chance. She will surprise you.”
“All right. I will talk to her in the morning. How do you do that?”
“Do what?”
“Get me to see things clearly?”
“Jamie from years of practice. Remember how we fought when we first met?”
“Yes I do,” he chuckled. “Dane, I had never encountered anyone like you.”
“Nor I you,” she laughed. They headed for the stairs that led to their room turning out lights as they went.
“Come on Katrina!”
