He Kept Explaining My Job Until His Phone Lit Up

”

Direct. At last.

“I haven’t made that decision.”

Ethan laughed once. No humor in it.

“Wow.”

“There’s a review process.”

“Spare me.”

“I wasn’t offering comfort.”

That shut him up.

For a second.

Then Dad said the thing I should’ve heard twenty years earlier.

“I think we may have underestimated you.”

I looked at him.

May have.

Not even now could he say it clean.

“By continue reading …