“Are You the Help?” the CEO’s Wife Asked — By Morning, I Was Calling the Board to Order

way to fix a problem.”

“So what is?” she demanded.

“Sometimes?” I glanced at her as the light turned green. “You let people show you exactly who they are. Then you decide what you’re going to do with that information.”

By the time we got home, Zoey’s anger had crystallized into brittle silence. She went upstairs without being asked, still wearing her continue reading …