May 1712
VeniceDario met me in the office by the docks this afternoon to discuss the shipments that would be received this week. With my father's diminished health and his tendency to spend more time in his private quarters, I would have expected our agent to engage me more in the business and treat me more with the respect due to the owner of a large company.
But it wasn't like that. Dario trusted my father for all the decisions and as the old man grew weak and removed himself from daily operations of the Trapensi house, Dario simply took on more independent authority, often advising me of his own decisions rather than asking for mine.
This troubled me for a while, but I had to admit to myself that I wasn't really interested in business. I enjoyed the returns and spent the money and to
