Chapter 65

Owen

I could feel my own anxiety rising, as well as my mates and siblings, as we neared the conference room where dinner was to be held tonight. We didn't know how tonight would go down, but we knew it would either be really good, or really bad. I think most of us had our money on the latter.

We arrived first, the table already set, food on the table being kept warm under silver domes. A power move from our father, no doubt. The room itself was pretty empty. There was a dining table in the center of the room, a water cooler in the corner, and a large painting on the wall of our family, one my father refused to take down. It was the last one that had all of us together before our mother's death. He said he kept it in here and not in his office or room to remind him of what he f……