Mocked At The Graveside — I Smiled Because The Truth Was Already In Motion

was immaculate — leather, climate control, a mounted tablet cycling through financial feeds in real time. Through the tinted windows, she watched the city rearrange itself into something new: a place where she had just become, irrevocably, a different person than she had been an hour ago.

“Your father called this the reckoning,” Victoria said gently.continue reading …