I Got Fired in the Lobby, Then My Rival Called

the glass entrance toward the building I’d helped create.

For the first time, it didn’t feel like mine.

Josephine spoke again.

“I don’t want to discuss this over the phone.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“Lunch.”

“Today.”

“I think you’ll find my proposal much more interesting than the one your board handed you this morning.”

As I climbed into a taxi, I glanced continue reading …