I cannot believe a family like yours can

exist here on Maui, regardless of how much money you inherited from

"dear old dad." I worked my butt off trying to bring your failing

business in Kahului up to "profit status." And I did it in a HUGE

way! Don't you remember the profit numbers? Obviously not, since

you repaid me by spreading lies that I stole from you. Now I never

stole one lousy cent from you and you know that, because we regularly

sat in the office of the best accountant on this island while she

summarized the books and told you what a "great job" I was doing and

how the business was finally making lots of money. P & L's don't

lie, she said, and she was right. Just because I wanted to leave to try

my own thing, your coked-out brother—which everyone knows

about, by the way—got butt hurt and started telling lies. You

have not broken my spirit, but it hurts my feelings every time

someone tells me what you're saying. I really feel you and your

family owe me an apology.