My boss ordered me to stay late every day to train my replacement

smiling so hard my face hurts.

And then my phone rings.

It’s a blocked number. I answer anyway.

“Is this… Emily?” a familiar voice says.

“Yes, speaking.”

“This is Craig. From the old place.” My former boss. The one who stood silent while HR patted me on the head. “Listen… I wanted to ask something.”

I say nothing, just let the silence stretch.

He coughs. continue reading …