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I flipped the folder open and scanned the page.
My eyes snapped up.
“Wait…you’re willing to cover the debt, pour in an additional thirty grand, and you’re only asking for franchise rights?”
“The franchise name or names would have your approval, and you have the final say on any location.”
I shook my head, leaning over the desk.
“I don’t understand. Why aren’t you asking for equity, or partial ownership?”
Gunther steepled his hands and smiled, gesturing toward the papers on the desk.
“I told you I was a big fan. I think it would be wonderful for you to keep your gym, and all the rights. But all franchises would funnel money back to us, and you’d keep thirty percent of whatever they make.”
This was…holy shit.
“This…I—” I couldn’t form words.
“I can give you some time to think it over if you’d like, but I am really hoping you choose to partner with us.”
I still didn’t understand. “But…this is so much more than I asked any investor for. Franchises would allow future income, and I wouldn’t even know how to—”
He waved his hand, like that wasn’t a big deal. “We would take care of that, and the timing can be at your discretion as well.”
“What’s the catch?” Because there had to be one; there was no reason that someone just stepped off a plane and decided to give me the opportunity of a lifetime.
Gunther shrugged, giving me a wide smile. “I mean, what you see is what you get. It’s straight forward. No catch.”
Well then. Fuck.
I stood and held out my hand. “Okay. Yes. My answer is yes. Let’s do this.”
I didn’t know how this was possible, but I wasn’t going to second-guess it. Maybe my mom was looking out for me from up in heaven, or all the bad shit my dad put me through as a kid allowed me some good fortune. Either way, I wasn’t letting this slip through my fingers.
CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT
Friends
Celebrations
Smiles
Cupcakes
Passing on Traditions
Dirt clumpedunder my fingers as I dug into the soil.
“Nora, I swear if I touch a worm, I am going to make you pay,” Rae whined, shoving both her hands into her area of dirt.
I laughed, but part of my hair fell in my face, and I then used my arm and elbow to try to move, which made dirt smear my cheek.
Nora focused on digging through the dirt, her gaze steady on the clumps.
“This is a form of therapy ladies. You need to embrace it.”
Rae snorted and shrieked when a crow dipped down from the sky, landing on the outskirts of Nora’s yard.
