One Sentence Across the Table

getting a little mixed up here.”

I dabbed my mouth with a napkin and set it down.

“No mix-up. I own Mitchell Climate Solutions.”

I didn’t raise my voice. Didn’t need to.

One of the guests, a woman named Janice who’d spent ten minutes earlier explaining to me how hard law school had been, actually blinked and said, “As in the airport retrofit people?”

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