He sat with his wife’s photo, waiting for a son who had already boarded without him

replaced with someone of equal expertise. Spoiler: that person doesn’t exist.

A second message arrived seconds later.

Graham’s panicking. He’s rewriting the narrative, saying you left without warning.

A humorless laugh escaped me. Nine years of scheduled overnights. Missed breaks. Emergency fixes at dawn. But apparently, I was the unreliable one.

My phone continue reading …