*Lauren*

My father asked me to meet with him in his office. I walked over to the main building from my bungalow, wondering what he wanted to talk to me about. I figured that it had to be resort-business related since the meeting was in his office rather than elsewhere. Usually, if it were going to be a more personal conversation between us, he would have done it in a less business-like setting, like his place or mine, or out to lunch or dinner.

My dad liked to ...