Chapter 18 - The ChoiceMartin did not tell me what to do.

Annoying.
I wanted him to.
Sell:
My trust share after costs around $1.1 million.
Invest.
No warehouse.
No Franklin connection.
Lease:
Potential market rent $10,000 to $12,000 monthly.
My trust share could receive steady income.
Property may appreciate.
But management.
Repairs.
Tenants.
Memories.
Then Mercer Freight itself.
Peter Sloan believed company could survive if it moved to smaller building and shed debt.
Employees preferred that.
Keeping Franklin’s company as tenant felt impossible.
I chose not to renew beyond temporary period.
Not revenge.
Conflict.
Then buyer.
A regional food distributor.
Would retain maybe half warehouse employees if they applied.
Good.
Still, I hesitated.
My father’s letter:
Sell it, rent it, run it, or walk away.
I had permission from dead man.
What did I want?
School.
That surprised me.
I still wanted automotive technology.
Maybe business classes too.
Not warehouse ownership as identity.
So I approved sale contingent on trust and co-owner agreement.
My uncle Derek agreed.
He wanted liquidity.
Sale closed months later at $1.95 million after inspection.
My trust net share:
About $1.08 million.
Invested under professional management.
I did not get a million dollars in checking account.
Good.
At nineteen, sudden cash plus trauma would be dangerous.
I chose controlled investment account with education, housing, and annual distribution rules I could revise at twenty one.
My choice.
Then Mercer Freight moved to smaller facility.
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Lost some staff.
Retained many.
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