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“He tried to promote me,” she says as I take the box from her and we begin making our way out of the building. “I turned him down, of course, but it was nice to be the man – or woman – on top this time. The one to tell them all to shove it even as they’re giving me pats on the back. Especially Fredrick. He looked at me miserably when I arrived. I think that was the best part.”
I chuckle under my breath, and as I push open the door and she begins to walk through it, I bend to her ear and whisper, “Good girl, mama.”
A shiver takes over her body before she steps out onto the sidewalk, and together, we walk back toward the direction of my car.
This is it, I realize. The true beginning of something greater. Of being a better man. Of having a great woman. A future that Megan would have wanted for me. And in the process? We get to honor all that we are, both Charlie and myself.
Two months ago, I couldn’t have dreamed of this if I tried, and that makes it all the sweeter.
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