morning, he had no prepared answer.
I did not settle the future of our marriage beside a hotel elevator. I told him we would talk when we could both speak honestly. Then I went home, changed the access permissions on my working files, and emailed Helen to thank her for helping with the meeting. She replied that she had been looking forward to hearing from the person who knew the project best.
Two weeks later, I presented a corrected proposal under my own name. The board requested a feasibility study, which meant more work and no guarantee of approval. I accepted those terms gladly. I knew what I had built, what still needed fixing, and which questions remained unanswered.
The green folder came home with me that afternoon. I put it on my desk rather than back in the drawer. Its label was starting to peel at one corner, so
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