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Chapter 190: The First Christmas

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I had tried to prepare Ezra for Christmas.

I had been specific about it, which was not my natural mode for family descriptions but which felt necessary. I had told him about the noise level, which was considerable and had been consistent since I was a child and showed no signs of reducing now that the family had expanded to include grandchildren. I had told him about Lucien's logistics management, the way my father approached family gatherings with the quiet efficiency of someone who had been o
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  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 191: Immersive

    The project started the way the best things in my family started: at a dinner table, with too much wine, and an idea that nobody was entirely serious about until everybody was.The reunion in Greece had been the previous summer, the extended family gathered at my parents' house, and on the third evening the four of us had stayed up after everyone else had gone to bed and had sketched something on the back of a dinner menu. Emma's circular wearable sculptures. Jack's ethical data framework. Leo's sustainable production model. My performance element. One thing, made of four things, none of which we had made together before.We had taken photographs of the dinner menu and filed them as things you file when you are not sure whether they are real yet, and had gone back to our separate lives.Six months later Emma called me from Dublin."I've been thinking about the dinner menu," she said."So have I," I said."I want to do it properly," she said. "Write a real proposal. Find the right orga

  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 190: The First Christmas

    I had tried to prepare Ezra for Christmas.I had been specific about it, which was not my natural mode for family descriptions but which felt necessary. I had told him about the noise level, which was considerable and had been consistent since I was a child and showed no signs of reducing now that the family had expanded to include grandchildren. I had told him about Lucien's logistics management, the way my father approached family gatherings with the quiet efficiency of someone who had been organising large operations for forty years and found this a manageable extension of that skill. I had told him about Leo and Daniel, about Emma and Saoirse who were flying from Dublin, about Jack and Priya and Nadia coming from London, about Blair and her family making the trip from wherever Blair currently was.Ezra had listened to all of this with the careful attention he brought to complex systems he was about to enter. He had asked two questions: where should he stand when it became too much

  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 189: Living Together

    The conversation about living together started practically, which was how most of the important conversations between us started.It was January, fourteen months after the breakfast in Park Slope, three months after Ash had opened to the reviews Ezra had predicted. I had been in Carroll Gardens and he had been in the West Village and we had been spending most nights in one place or the other, which meant one of us was always travelling light and the other was always receiving someone who was travelling light, and the arrangement had begun to have the specific inefficiency of two people managing two separate spaces to maintain a domestic geography that no longer reflected how we were actually living.Ezra raised it. Not as a question but as an observation, which was his approach to most things he had already thought through."We're essentially already living together," he said. "Badly.""Yes," I agreed."If we're going to do it we should do it in one place that belongs to both of us ra

  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 188: The New Production

    The play came to me through Diane in May, three weeks after the Sunday in the West Village.She sent the script with a note that said: read before you decide anything. I had learned that this specific instruction from Diane meant she thought I might be wrong about my first instinct, which meant she thought my first instinct would be no.She was right. My first instinct, reading the description before the script, was no.The play was called Ash, a two-act piece about a sixty-one-year-old literature professor named Harold who was navigating the first year after his wife's death while teaching a seminar on elegies. The role required twenty years of age and a quality of lived grief that I had not yet been asked to produce on stage. I was twenty-four. The gap between me and Harold was not a small gap.I read the script.By the second act I understood why Diane had sent the note.The play was extraordinary in the specific way of writing that was not trying to be extraordinary, that was simp

  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 187: Ezra's Past

    It was a Sunday in April, nine months since the breakfast in Park Slope, and we were in Ezra's apartment in the West Village for the first time.He had been to Carroll Gardens many times. I had not been to the West Village apartment until now, which I had understood as information rather than as something to push against. He had not been ready to have me in his space, and he had not said so directly, and I had not required him to say so directly. The not-pushing had been the correct response, and on Sunday morning he had said come over for dinner and I had understood that the invitation meant something different from the previous invitations, which had always been to restaurants or to my flat or to the theatre.The apartment was smaller than I had expected and more carefully arranged, every object in it placed with the intention of someone who had thought about what they needed around them and had acquired only that. Books organised by subject. A desk near the window with the kind of

  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 186: The Advocacy Question

    The offer came in March, six weeks after closing night, when Ezra and I had been spending time together in the careful way of two people who were learning each other without rushing the learning.The organisation was called Open Path, an international LGBTQ+ youth advocacy group operating in twenty-three countries, funded by a coalition of foundations and individual donors, with a board that included people whose work I had been following for years. They had been watching my public presence since I came out at eighteen and had, according to the letter the executive director sent me, been considering the approach for two years before making it.The role was an advisory board position, permanent rather than time-limited, requiring quarterly board meetings, two public-facing campaigns per year, and occasional media appearances on issues falling within the organisation's scope. The letter was careful and specific and had been written by someone who understood that performers received appr

  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 26

    Thirteen days until New York Fashion Week.The studio had become my entire world. I arrived at six in the morning and left after midnight. Every moment focused on perfecting the collection, finalizing details, solving problems.And hiding the fact that I was four months pregnant and barely holding

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  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 20

    I'd finally moved out of Tessy's apartment two weeks ago. The small studio I'd rented in Brooklyn wasn't much, but it was mine. One room with a tiny kitchen, a bathroom barely big enough to turn around in, and a Murphy bed that folded into the wall. But the rent was cheap, the building was safe, an

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  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 24

    Two weeks until Fashion Week.I was leaving the studio around eight in the evening, exhausted from another eighteen hour day. Derek, my security guard, walked slightly ahead of me toward the subway entrance.That's when I heard it. A small sniffle coming from the shadows near my apartment building

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  • My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father   Chapter 25

    In Lucien's car, driving away from the police station, I couldn't stop crying.It wasn't just tears. It was full body sobs that shook my shoulders and made it hard to breathe. All the stress and fear and humiliation of the past hours came pouring out.I'd been arrested. Handcuffed. Treated like a c

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