I Let Them Throw Me Out Before They Learned What Richard Left Me

her looked almost natural. David came in behind her in a charcoal suit he’d probably slept in. Marcus looked wrecked. Emily looked like she’d rather be in a dentist’s chair.

Cynthia saw me and stopped.

For a beat, just one, her expression slipped.

Because I was not where she’d left me.

I was seated at the conference table with a folder in front of me and continue reading …