Chapter Three
The next week is so busy that I can barely come up for air. Between Anderson and Michelle’s word of mouth, I end up with more photography jobs than I ever dreamt I could have in a single month. Some of them are short and sweet. Others have me learning the ropes of how to navigate working for a client who is a bit difficult. The days are long and sometimes I end up working late into the night.
I don’t mind. Working non-stop means that I can’t find the time to stop and dwell on my father’s passing. Everything is blotted out besides trying to get that perfect shot.
It isn’t until the end of the week that Spencer leaves me a voicemail telling me to come by and get what Dad has left me in the will. I hadn’t been expecting anything for obvious reasons.
It is with trepidation th
