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Shelby was just cleaning up the kitchen, when the phone rang. "Jess, could you get that!," she called, as she heard her younger sister pick up. "Hello...may I ask who's calling? Okay, hold on a sec. Shelby! Phone for you!," she yelled, running back upstairs. Shelby's brow wrinkled. Who would be calling her? No one knew really knew she was back. "Hello?," she said slowly, picking up the phone. "Shelby, I have some great
news for you!," a voice boomed. Shelby dropped the dishtowel she was holding in disbelief. "P..Peter? Is that you," she asked, her heart pounding wildly. "news! Well, you It sure is, and I have terrific news! See, when my father died, he left me his company. Its worth many millions of dollars. But I didn't want to run any company. My place is here, at Horizon. So I gave the company to my brother, so long as he gave me some
money to start a scholarship fund here. And do you know who the first person to benefit from this will be..." he trailed off. "You're kidding me!? Are you for real? I can come back?! But wait...what about my mom..and Jess," Shelby said, her voice dropping. "I talked to your mother last night. She'll sign the papers when she brings you back up tomorrow ," he said, awaiting her reaction. Shelby grasped the kitchen counter. She was going
back. She carefully pinched herself, just to make sure it was real. She felt the pinch. It was all real. She would be back with Scott and Daisy at Horizon the very next day. "Thank you so much Peter! You have no idea...," she said, too excited to talk anymore. "I heard what happened with your stepfather Shel. I'm so proud of you. How does it feel to have it all off your shoulders?," he asked, sitting down in his desk chair. "Better. It feels good not to be scared anymore,"
Shelby admitted. "Thats what I've been trying to tell you all along," Peter replied, smiling softly. "Well, Shelby, my advice to you is to get packing. I'll see you tomorrow," he said quickly, as Scott knocked on his door. "Okay. And Peter...don't tell Scott, or Daisy. Or anyone. I want to surprise them," Shelby said, almost giddy. "You got it," Peter said, hanging up the phone. "Who was that?," Scott asked. "No one. It was no one," Peter said, trying hard not to smile.
Shelby was just cleaning up the kitchen, when the phone rang. "Jess, could you get that!," she called, as she heard her younger sister pick up. "Hello...may I ask who's calling? Okay, hold on a sec. Shelby! Phone for you!," she yelled, running back upstairs. Shelby's brow wrinkled. Who would be calling her? No one knew really knew she was back. "Hello?," she said slowly, picking up the phone. "Shelby, I have some great
news for you!," a voice boomed. Shelby dropped the dishtowel she was holding in disbelief. "P..Peter? Is that you," she asked, her heart pounding wildly. "news! Well, you It sure is, and I have terrific news! See, when my father died, he left me his company. Its worth many millions of dollars. But I didn't want to run any company. My place is here, at Horizon. So I gave the company to my brother, so long as he gave me some
money to start a scholarship fund here. And do you know who the first person to benefit from this will be..." he trailed off. "You're kidding me!? Are you for real? I can come back?! But wait...what about my mom..and Jess," Shelby said, her voice dropping. "I talked to your mother last night. She'll sign the papers when she brings you back up tomorrow ," he said, awaiting her reaction. Shelby grasped the kitchen counter. She was going
back. She carefully pinched herself, just to make sure it was real. She felt the pinch. It was all real. She would be back with Scott and Daisy at Horizon the very next day. "Thank you so much Peter! You have no idea...," she said, too excited to talk anymore. "I heard what happened with your stepfather Shel. I'm so proud of you. How does it feel to have it all off your shoulders?," he asked, sitting down in his desk chair. "Better. It feels good not to be scared anymore,"
Shelby admitted. "Thats what I've been trying to tell you all along," Peter replied, smiling softly. "Well, Shelby, my advice to you is to get packing. I'll see you tomorrow," he said quickly, as Scott knocked on his door. "Okay. And Peter...don't tell Scott, or Daisy. Or anyone. I want to surprise them," Shelby said, almost giddy. "You got it," Peter said, hanging up the phone. "Who was that?," Scott asked. "No one. It was no one," Peter said, trying hard not to smile.