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Hudson (Anderson Billionaires #4)
Author: Melody Anne

Chapter One

 

Daisy Green was anything but fine. Her life wasn’t going the way it was supposed to, and she had no idea what she was going to do next. Everything she’d been fighting so hard for seemed to keep crashing around her, and all she’d ever dreamt about kept getting destroyed. There weren’t even ashes left for her to rise from and take flight.

She was on the phone with her very worried grandfather, trying to hold it together. She was so close to falling apart, unsure what she was going to do. If her gramps knew how bad she felt, his impeccable radar would come out, and Daisy would be smothered. She couldn’t handle that. Right now she had to be strong.

“Gramps, there’s nothing to worry about,” she said for what felt like the millionth time. Though, that saying had always amused her. Did people truly understand how long it would take to say the same thing over and over again a million times? If she wasn’t on the phone, she’d ask Siri that question. Siri, how many hours would it take to repeat a sentence one million times? If she didn’t forget by the end of her conversation with her gramps, she still might ask.

Daisy was sitting in a crowded airport, her steam long gone. She’d spent the last twenty-four hours packing, waiting for public transportation, and then waiting on standby to get out of the country. As much as her gramps drove her crazy at times, she wanted nothing more than to tuck tail and go home. She had to get there first, though. If she fell apart now she’d be a mess the entire way home.

She was luckier than many women in her profession. She still had a home to go back to. Not that any twenty-seven-year-old woman wanted to admit defeat. It was the ultimate shame to return home to her small town, especially having already traveled the world with so many more adventures she wanted to take.

Buying a ticket from Australia to Washington state at the last minute wasn’t an easy task. She’d thought there’d be plenty of open seats with the price of the tickets, but nope, not when she was in a hurry to go home.

“. . . so excited to see you again. And Mary Beth has been reading all of your articles and says you have such a gift. Of course, I’ve known this all of your life . . .” Gramps kept on talking, but Daisy tuned him out. How could she tell him she’d failed at saving yet another historic place? No one wanted to hear about history or how important it was. She kept writing about her adventures, but her articles weren’t getting much traction. What was she going to do? Should she give it up?

As Gramp’s voice continued speaking in her ear buds, she looked at the sea of people surrounding her. There were some weary looking travelers, however most people seemed happy and festive as if they’d had a great vacation. But this was a long flight, and no one in the airport would be doing anything but sleeping for the next fifteen hours. With all of the delays, though, who knew what actual time they’d make it to the States?

“Are you listening to me?” That question came through loud and clear. Daisy must’ve forgotten to murmur or agree with something her gramps had said. She looked at the floor.

“Sorry, Gramps, they were making an announcement,” she said a bit sheepishly. She’d definitely been taught to respect her grandfather, and all of her elders, no matter what. It didn’t matter how old Daisy was; her gramps would still give her hair a good yank if she wasn’t behaving. That made her smile . . . finally.

“I guess you’re pretty busy. It’s just been too long since I’ve seen you, and I’m very excited to have you home. This time, I hope it’s for longer than a few days,” her grandfather chastised.

Daisy had lived with her gramps most of her life. She’d been an only child and hadn’t realized what a blessing that had been. She’d gotten the full attention of her gramps, if not her parents. Sure, he’d had a life outside of her, but he’d also supported her in everything she’d ever done.

Her gramps had attended all of her sporting events, school activities, and every special moment in her life. Considering the many people she’d met since leaving home, she realized what a true blessing that was. A lot of parents had no idea what their children did outside of the home. She’d always been able to tell her gramps anything. She should be able to now. But this time, she was failing — it wasn’t something she was used to.

Daisy had graduated from college when she was twenty, taking so many credits in high school she’d been halfway through when she’d entered as a sophomore. Then she’d taken brutal course loads and attended through the summers.

Most kids liked school. She’d actually loved schoolwork; she’d just been ready to move on. She’d wanted a career and had always carried visions of saving the world one building, one historic area, and one town at a time. The real world hadn’t been as kind as she’d imagined it would be.

She’d earned enough with her writing over the past seven years to not need help from anyone, but just barely. She’d even managed to publish some material as she’d traveled the world. But she wasn’t making a difference.

Tired of pacing the terminal, Daisy found an empty chair between a man and a woman who appeared to be together but didn’t look happy with each other. She thought about standing, but she was bone tired.

She sat and faced forward as her gramps continued speaking.

“The Andersons are building a new senior housing area in town that’s going to have a recreation center, a coffee house, and an indoor swimming pool. I’m so excited. I already put my name on the list. I just love the Andersons. They’re such good people, and they have a couple of new nephews who happen to be single . . .” Her grandfather kept on going, but Daisy’s spidey sense was tingling.

She knew all about the Andersons as her grandfather had been friends with Joseph Anderson for as long as she could remember. She’d rarely seen Mr. Anderson, but her grandfather spoke kindly of him and that was all she needed to know. He was practically royalty in the Seattle area, but she’d learned long ago that money didn’t make anyone better.

She wasn’t worried about her grandfather moving. The land he’d been on had been in their family for three generations. She’d do something beautiful with the property one day, helping others, possibly making a community center. But that would happen years down the road.

“Gramps, absolutely positively don’t think about playing matchmaker. I’ve had one disastrous relationship after another, and I’m tired of men thinking they’re the alpha and omega. I want to figure out my path without any man holding my hand. And there’s no way I’d date an Anderson with all of their money and egos that are even bigger than their wallets.”

Her gramps kept on going as if she hadn’t said anything. “Can’t wait for you to be home. You missed the holidays. But none of that matters now because you’ll be home for this year’s festivities. I’m so glad you’ll be back. Your parents were passionate about traveling the world too, but I love that you appreciate home. I’m an old man and only have so much time left.”

Her grandfather had used that line on her before, but, though it did fill her with guilt to think of being away if something happening to him, her gramps was in excellent health. She knew she’d settle at home eventually, but she’d hoped it wouldn’t be quite so soon.

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