talking about the report you wrote.”
I shook my head.
“I don’t want to be remembered for the report. I want the company to learn from it.”
She smiled sadly.
“I think it has.”
We stood quietly for a moment.
Then she hugged me.
It was the first time anyone at Granite had acknowledged how difficult the previous weeks had been for me personally.
Not because I had lost a title.
Not because I had been proven right.
But because I had spent ten years caring about a job that
