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Chapter 58
The Heron in June had a quality that it had not had in October when Ethan had first stood on the seafront and read it for what it was, a property that had fallen behind its own potential and was wearing the evidence of that falling in its faded window frames and its half-empty car park and its TripAdvisor rating that was embarrassing for a Sterling property.What it had now was the quality of a place that knew what it was.He arrived on a Tuesday morning without telling Patricia he was coming, which was his way when he wanted to see the property rather than the property’s presentation of itself, and he stood on the seafront for a few minutes before going in, reading it the way he had read it the first time, not at the surface but through it.The blue window frames. The new sign. The car park was full on a Tuesday in June, which it had not been in October when the occupancy had been forty-two percent and the restaurant had been serving frozen cod and Thomas had been cooking at eighty p
Chapter 57
The Mayfair office on a Monday morning had a different quality to it than it had in the months preceding the funeral, not in any physical sense, the same tall windows, the same view of the street below, Ruth at her desk with the morning’s correspondence already sorted, but in the quality of Ethan’s presence in it, which was quieter than it had been and more settled, the way a room felt after something significant had passed through it and left it changed in a way that was not visible but was real.He had taken ten days. Not from the Group, the Group did not require his absence to function, which was itself a measure of what had been built, but from the daily rhythm of the Mayfair office, the formal presence of the CEO at his desk. He had worked from Kensington, from the Heron on two days, from the flat above Laurier on a Thursday evening when Josephine had needed him nearby and the Heron had needed his attention and the two things had not been incompatible.Now he was back.Ruth place
Chapter 56
Wednesday morning. Five days after the funeral.Ethan came downstairs at seven to find Edmund already in the morning room, sitting with tea he had not drunk, his hands around the cup, the posture of a man who had been awake for some time and had used the time to arrive at a state of complete stillness.On the table beside Edmund was an envelope.“He gave it to me six weeks ago,” Edmund said. “He said you would know when.”Ethan looked at the envelope. His name on the front in his father’s handwriting, which was the handwriting of a man who had learned to write properly across decades of correspondence and had never stopped.“Thank you,” he said.He took the envelope and went to the study.He went to the desk first.The drawer opened the way it always had, smoothly, Edmund keeping everything in this house in the condition it deserved. The graduation announcement was there, folded once, the University of Edinburgh letterhead visible at the top. Beside it was an envelope, older than his
Chapter 55
The funeral was small, which was what Lord Sterling had specified in the arrangements Blackwell had confirmed were already in place. Not a public event, not an industry occasion, not the kind of send-off that announced itself in the pages of the financial press and required people to perform their grief in front of each other.A private service. The church on Phillimore Gardens that the family had used for three generations, a vicar who had known Lord Sterling for fifteen years and spoke about him with the honest affection of someone who had known both the public version and the private one and had found the private one, across the years, considerably more interesting.Ethan sat in the front pew with Edmund to his left and Josephine to his right and Dorian beside her, which was the order that had arranged itself without discussion and which was exactly right.The church was not empty. Hartley was there, three rows back, with Osei beside him. Pryce and Harrison are together as always.
Chapter 54
Lord Sterling died on a Tuesday morning in the third week of May, which Edmund had not predicted and which happened, as the real things often happened, not at the moment that had been prepared for but in the quiet space between the preparations.Edmund found him in the garden at half past six. He was in the chair at the end of the rose row, the one that had been placed there on the planting morning for the same reason it was there now: standing for the duration was not available to him, and he had made his peace with the chair.He was facing the roses. The new one is in its bracket. The morning light on the deep pink of the open ones running along the south wall.Edmund said later that he had looked peaceful. Not in the way people said that to be kind. In the way that was simply accurate, the face of a man who had finished something and had sat down in the right place to finish it.Edmund called Ethan at seven.He answered on the first ring.Edmund said what he needed to say in two se
Chapter 53
Lord Sterling came home from the board meeting and slept for four hours, which Edmund had expected and had arranged for, the afternoon cleared of everything except the quiet that the morning had earned.Ethan sat with him for an hour before sleep came, in the study, not talking much, the garden visible through the window in the afternoon light, the roses open along the south wall, the new one at its bracket.His father looked at the garden and said, at one point, “I should have spent more time out there.”“You have time now,” Ethan said.“Less than I would like,” his father said. Not with self-pity. Just with the accuracy of a man who had made his peace with a timeline and was not going to pretend otherwise.“Then we will use what there is,” Ethan said.His father looked at him. “Yes,” he said. “We will.”He slept at two. Edmund appeared in the doorway of the study and looked at Ethan with the expression of a man who had been managing this household through many difficult things and u
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