Martin then unlocked his study door before going inside and locking it again. He took off his jacket, hanging it up and then he sat at his office desk. He felt unworthy of Kathleen's love, he stared at her picture on his desk. He picked up the picture and ran his thumb over the glass.
He was seeking her forgiveness and he wanted to tell her so much about how he was feeling as well as the regret he felt. When he was young he had been too busy building his career to give them everything and now he realised that although he had built a solid foundation it meant nothing.
What was meaningful was the time and affection he had to share, not his career, not his business and not the money he had to offer. He and Kathleen had led simple lives before his company had taken off and now that simple life was what he craved most. He put down her picture and picked up a bottle of Bushmills whiskey and drank straight from the bottle.
