Hudson clenched his jaw and made an effort to loosen it enough to eat. Typical.
“I wondered if you’d give me a tour of your campus.”
“Sure, Father.”
It was exactly what he’d hoped he wouldn't have to do. Spending his day surrounded by a pompous asshole and no less than five security men.
“It’s not too much to ask, is it? After all, you’ve determined that this is what you’re going to waste your life on. You might as well show me what’s so special about it.”
Counting to ten and breathing deeply wasn't going to work this time. “It's not a waste, Father. It's what I want to do with my life. It ismylife, despite your opinion to the contrary.”
“Don't raise your blood pressure, son. Eat your breakfast.”
The headache from the evening before popped back up and Hudson knew his day was ruined before it really began.
