Chapter 24: A Real-Life Cowboy

I made my way toward the elevator, feeling lighter with each step. Shockingly, the loss of my massive inheritance was the most liberating thing I’d ever experienced. I hadn’t expected to walk away from it. But the realization that I no longer had to be tethered to Richard made me want to run through the streets and sing it from the rooftops.

Why hadn’t I thought of just walking away sooner? It felt perfectly natural to do so. It had been such a deep source of pain in my life on so many levels. Luke was right. It was time to let go of my resentment and hurt. To put the past behind me and embrace a happier life—a happier me. That was going to take some work on my part.

“Bye, old Andy,” I said aloud as I walked out into the street.

The early spring humidity cut through my overcoat as I exited and hailed a taxi. Just then, I turned, realizing that I’d called it over at the same time as a gentleman standing a few feet to my left.