Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 105708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Faith:
If you aren’t painting right now, it never really mattered to you. It wasn’t your passion. Because when something is your passion, you can’t let it go. You can’t walk away. The winery was that for me, and so was your mother. Both had flaws, but it’s the imperfections in things that are often perfection. I always assumed that one day I’d tell you how proud I am of you for fighting for what matters to you, for embracing your passion. I just needed it to be the right time. If you’re reading this, I never got the chance to pick that time, and the moral of the story is that life is short. It could end tomorrow. All or nothing, Faith.
I love you forever.
Dad
Tears are streaming down my cheeks, and Nick is on his knee beside me. I lean forward and press my hand to his cheek. “All or nothing.”
He kisses my hand and says, “Let’s set the wedding date. We were waiting until things calmed down. That’s now.”
“Let’s elope. Now. Right away. All or nothing.”
Nick smiles. “All or nothing. Name the place.”