“Remember that book we read forever ago, Dani?” I said.
“Which book?”
“My First Two Thousand Years: The Autobiography of the Wandering Jew was its title, and in it the character talks about what he refers to as ‘the unendurable pleasure indefinitely prolonged’. It’s been so long since I read the book that I’m not sure if he ever experienced it, but as of now, I’m pretty sure I know what he meant.”
“Oh, yeah, I remember the book, and I think you’re absolutely correct. Good night.”
“Night.”
The next morning I arrived at my office a bit earlier than usual and used the extra time before my first appointment to call Father and request a meeting.
“For what reason?” he said.
“Dani and I have something to tell you that will impact the entire family.”
“Favorably or unfavorably?”
“I suppose that would depend on your point of view, but on balance, I think favorably.”
That got his attention, as I’d suspected it would, and he said, “Okay. Who would you like to be there?”