The Fortune Article Hit the Table Before the Gravy Did

“That’s a lot of lives to be responsible for.”

“Yes.”

That, more than the Fortune article, made my chest do something odd.

Because she got it in one sentence.

Not prestige. Not bragging rights. Responsibility.

Later, coats came off hooks. Leftovers were divided into cloudy plastic containers. Hannah fell asleep against Sophia’s shoulder. David hugged me continue reading …