"Simply having you as a twin brother, always outshining him, destroyed something inside him. Next to you he feels like nobody”
“But Marta,” Sandy pleaded with her to understand. “When you wanted a custom-made dress, you went to a professional dressmaker, right? Because you knew you don’t have the skills to design a dress yourself. And when I wanted to start trading stock options, I hired Bill Clapton to give me a crash course in options trading, because I knew I needed an expert to guide me until I got the hang of it.”
“Okay, and therefore?”
“We understand that we don’t know everything, and we hire professionals to do for us what they’re best at.”
“Yes, and?”
“So why doesn’t Shalom understand that?” Sandy pounded so hard on the heavy desk that he had to stop and rub his hand. “Shalom never had a good grasp of business. So as a professional businessman, I helped him. I took the rather shabby property Dad left us, put up an office and commercial building there, and with a lot of hard work and help from my connections, I found amazing long-term tenants. I maintained the building for years, and I even made some upgrades…”
“I know,” said Marta. “And it’s all rented out at full capacity.”
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