could be a fantastic opportunity.”
“I think we should tell her on general terms. It’s going to be hers anyway.”
“Okay, we’ll do it ‘in the neighborhood of’ vein.”
* * *
“Jordy, can you come into the living room please?”
Jordan came in and sat next to her mother on the sofa “Jordy,” her father, began, noting the worried expression on his lovely daughter’s face. “You didn’t overstep your bounds. You simply blew me away with what you were suggesting. I greatly underestimated you. It won’t happen again. I am extremely proud of you and I want to put your mind at rest. The old phrase people used about their financial status was, “We’re comfortable.” We are blessed in that we’re more than comfortable. If your mother and I were taken tomorrow, you would inherit well over twenty million, maybe even thirty. In addition, you’re mentioned in both your grandparents' wills. You stand to be a very wealthy young woman. Most of it is in safe investments.”
“Honey, what your dad is trying to say is we’re rich to use a rather crude term.”
The worried expression had been replaced by one of relief. “Mom, Daddy, I would never think of risking any of your money. I want to do this on my own. I would just like to have your blessing. I want to meet with other construction companies and get their buy in. I want to meet with the investment people and get their involvement in the infrastructure. First, though, I need to get an option on the land. The owner may not want to sell it.”
“I know him honey, and he will not sell it.”
She had a disappointed look now. “Honey, that land is owned by your grandfather.”
“Papaw owns that?”
“Yes he does.”
“Wonder if he would consider a long-term lease?”
“Knowing you, this is a silly question, but I’m going to ask it anyway. Do you have any drawings or anything on paper?”
“Yes I do.”
She jumped up and hurried into her bedroom and came back with a large drawing of the acreage she had been talking about. It hadn’t been platted yet, but she had drawn in proposed streets and such. “This is very rough, but I think we could get a thousand homes in there.” She laid it out on the coffee table. Once more she had surprised her father.
“Tell you what Darlin’, why don’t you and I drive out and talk with your papaw tomorrow morning?”
“Would you? Daddy, you’re the best. You too Mom. I’m a lucky girl; not everyone has parents as good as you two.”
“Darlin’, you make your own luck.”
She left the room and went into the kitchen. “Can I get you guys anything?” she called out.
“Doesn’t she just beat all?” Jim said to his wife.
“I think we did a few things right, don’t you?”
“She’s special all right, Jim said. Her grandpa is going to be blown away just as I was.”
* * *
After the hugs and handshakes were over, Jordan said, “Papaw, can I talk business with you?”
“Goodness, child, a girl as pretty as you shouldn’t be thinking about business. You should be thinking about which boy to give your heart to.”
“Papaw, I’m serious.”
“Dad, I think you should listen to her. She might surprise you.”
“Okay, I’m listening.”
She opened her iPad and showed him the locations she had identified to her parents after church the day before. I think that would be a great location for an upscale housing project. I didn’t know when I looked at it, but Dad says you own the property.”
“I reckon I do. That property has been in the family for years. What about it?”
Jordy unrolled the plan she showed her mother and Dad the night before. She oriented it according to Highway 59 and explained to her grandfather her idea. She pointed out a county road and said, “The entrance would be
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