The fifth time my husband stayed out all night, I didn’t call him—I opened his company’s Slack and told more than five hundred employees

disclose this, there’s no putting it back in the box.”

“I know.”

“They’re going to ask questions.”

“They can ask.”

“You’ve done nothing wrong.”

“I know.”

“But Aaron may react.”

“He reacted to a Slack message. I think we’ve established that.”

“Claire, I’m serious. People behave strangely when their assumptions about money collapse.”

The investment was so familiar that its scale rarely occurred to me. Granddad had acquired his interest decades earlier; it had grown through years of uneven distributions. He disliked showing off wealth, preferring a worn jacket patched