Chapter Thirty-nine – Jack
Chapter Thirty-nine
JACK
I zzie climbs on the couch next to me – something I’ve never seen her do before. The couch was off limits when Clara was around; Izzie’s claws and the upholstery are not a good mix. But maybe she can tell that I need support.
I open my laptop. Izzie bops her head in time with the tapping keys, as if my fingers are drumming her own personal lizard trance music.
Okay. I take a deep breath.
Sender: Jack Cooper
Recipient: Alec Ogilvy
Subject: Re: Urgent: Clam Cove Resort Oyster Farm Manager
Hi Alec,
After careful consideration and reflection, I have decided to decline your offer to manage the new oyster farm at Clam Cove Resort.
As you’re aware, I do not believe that Pacific oysters are the right choice for Pearl’s delicate environment, so I am unable to support your venture.
Furthermore, I am writing to formally submit my resignation from my current position at Clam Cove Resort, effective two weeks from today’s date. I will also vacate the cabin by then.
Please let me know if there are any specific procedures or arrangements I need to follow in this regard.
Thank you for your understanding.
Regards,
Jack Cooper
I haven’t even told Andie about what’s been going on yet, but somehow, she’s still helped me make this decision. Because of her, I know that my zest for life didn’t perish with the oysters. I listened to the soul-bending thrum of my heart, just as I promised Mum I would.
Hopefully, Charlie will understand once I explain everything. While I may not be able to give the island its oysters back, I’m still committed to doing whatever I can to support him and all of the island’s residents.
I doubt I’ll ever fully shake off the guilt or the nagging ‘what ifs’, but I can try. Who knows what lies ahead for me; hopefully, it includes plenty of trips to Sydney. I’m not giving up on Pearl Island; I just can’t choose this.