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Emerald isn’t living here any longer we thought you’d like the room.” They entered the room and Jul smiled as Blair continued. “She really liked earth tones, and we were trying to lure her back with them.”
    “It’s beautiful.” Blair nodded and put his luggage on the bed. “Why doesn’t she live here? Married?”
    “No. She’s the baby of the girls, and wants to…you know? I’m not really sure. Something about us needing our own space. I wonder if she remembers how many people are in and out of here every day.” Blair grinned. “She’s supposed to come down tomorrow for dinner. She won’t stay, but we are looking forward to seeing her. School and all.”
    Jul nodded. He remembered going to school and wanting to be independent. He’d had a good deal more fun than he should have, and wondered if this Emerald was as well. Jul thought about having a word or two with her about studying hard, but nixed that idea. He was a visitor, not family.
    After Blair left, Jul put his things away. He didn’t live out of a suitcase well, and wasn’t going to do it here. This place screamed comfort and homey, and he was going to enjoy it. Pulling out his computer, he put it on the large desk. The room also had an Internet hook up, Blair had told him, and he had to work hard at not hurting himself while he plugged into it.
    The gunshot wound wasn’t bad…not as bad as it could have been, he supposed. But it still hurt. He’d taken a bullet to his ribs, and while it had been a through and through, he’d still gotten two broken ribs from it. Sitting down while things booted up, he looked around the room again.
    The spread was a dark brown with gold flecks in it. The shams at the top were gold, with dark brown flecks. The rugs on the hardwood floors were browns and reds, with blue in them as well. The chairs at the fireplace were the same hue of blue as the rug, and all the curtains were dark green and blue to bring it all together. The walls were the most beautiful shade of sunset red he’d ever seen. When his computer signaled it was ready, he opened his email, tearing his eyes away from the soothing tones of the room.
    There were three from Colby and one from his lawyer. He opened that one first. Jul smiled as he read his congratulations from him.
    “I will buy the person who talked you into going at this alone a case of their favorite champagne as soon as you tell me you’re really going to do this. I’m assuming that you know that things will go very well for you, and you’ll have a great deal of fun getting things going. Your father would be so proud of you. Well done, my boy.”
    He went on to tell him all he’d have to do, and what was needed from him to get the ball rolling. It wasn’t as simple as him taking off Dan’s name over the door…which, he supposed, he had to do anyway. But he would have to do something with the label as well. Dan had decided, after a long talk with his family, to lend the name to his son-in-law to see about getting his own wines going. But as Dan had said, it would be a short trial; the son wasn’t any good at anything. It was no longer going to be called Whitney and Williams Wines, so now Jul would have to come up with something different. And of course, pay the name change fee.
    A knock at the door interrupted him while reading the last email from Colby, telling him that the grapes in France were doing well. And he too talked about what the new label would be. There were five for him to look at that their art department had come up with, none of which Jul cared all that much for. He decided to see if he could find a firm to help him with that, as his department consisted of a single man about seventy years old that thought change was bad for your indigestion. Whatever that meant. Jul was told by the lovely young woman—he thought her name was Jade—that dinner was ready.
    Dinner was a big affair at the Henson household, apparently. His mom was there, of course, as was