Excerpt
A key turned in the lock of the front door and a moment later
Alexander walked into the kitchen. He came up close to his father
and kissed him on the cheek.
“Hi, Dad.”
“Hi. Alex. How was the day?”
“It was good. I signed up for the choir.”
“The choir?” Eteo’s voice did not hide his surprise.
“Why? You don’t want me to be in the school choir?”
“No, I didn’t mean that. You can be a member of the choir if you
wish, of course. I’m just surprised since you never mentioned it before.”
“All good, Dad. What’s for dinner?”
“Penne with minced turkey and a big salad.” Eteo smiled at him.
“That’s great, Dad, your pasta is always very tasty,” Alexander
said and disappeared upstairs to his room.
Eteo continued with his cooking for a few more minutes until
his mobile phone rang again. Picking up, Eteo heard Herb’s excited
voice blurting out, with no introduction, “It’s done, they shook
hands.” He sounded almost out of breath.
“What do you mean, Herbert?”
His long-time client caught his breath and explained that the two
groups he had mentioned in the morning had agreed on acquisition
of the new asset. Tomorrow they would go to the attorneys to sign
the letter of intent and in no more than a week the formal agreement
would be in place.
Manolis Aligizakis 