A Novel by Geoffrey A. Feller
Copyright 2012 by Geoffrey A. Feller
“I am going to Yale, father,” Julian Phillips said, standing with stiff formality in front of the cold fireplace on a rainy May evening in 1992. “I am going to Yale for my MFA.”
Hugh Phillips stared at his son from where he sat in his brown leather reading chair. Raindrops splattering the windowpanes made the loudest sound in his study.
The boy was obstinate and arrogant, just like Hugh. But whereas the father’s determination had carried him to success in corporate law, the son was turning his back on the foundation of the family’s prestige. It was not that Julian should have to become a lawyer as Hugh had assured his son time and time again. There were several respectable professions Julian could have chosen in high finance or industry, areas in which the father had useful contacts.
But no, Julian wanted to pursue theater, of all things. Movies or television would have been worse but Hugh couldn’t stomach the idea any of his sons going into something as frivolous as entertainment. He would sooner have seen one of them end up as a politician.