No Return at the End of the Starlight
Language: en
The day I got the positive pregnancy test, I did something I hadn’t done in years. I went to Frank’s office. Through the glass wall of the conference room, I couldn’t resist calling his phone. But then I saw her—the woman sitting next to him, his secretary—pick up his phone and decline the call without a second thought. Then, with practiced ease, she unlocked the screen and started typing. A moment later, a message from “Frank” buzzed on my phone. “In a meeting. Don’t call unless it’s an emergency.” I stared at the words for a long time. When I looked up again, I saw her, in front of…