The Envelope That Changed Everything

and on your terms.”

“My choice,” I repeated, letting the phrase settle somewhere deep.

When I returned to my desk, the plan had shape.

That evening, I began packing.

Not with boxes stacked in the hallway. Not with loud announcements.

I packed in exits.

I started with essentials. Clothes, toiletries, personal documents, the folder of records. I moved quietly,continue reading …