Jalen’s POVBy the time Friday starts dragging its feet toward the end of the day, I find myself smiling for no real reason at all. One of those quiet, private smiles, you know the kind you don’t mean to show, but it slips out anyway. Soon, I’ll be divorced. Soon, Talia will be out of my life for good, and all I could say was good riddens. I lean back in my chair, and stare up at the ceiling, and mutter, “Thank you, God.”For once, something actually feels like it’s going right.Not perfect, no never perfect, but much better.We’re still dealing with the fallout of someone siphoning millions from the company. Fifteen million is the number we’ve been saying out loud, the one we’re letting the attorneys and accountants wrestle with, but deep down, I don’t believe that’s the real number. Not with Talia. Not with her habits, her access, her entitlement. Fifteen feels like the appetizer, not the main course.Our vendors are nervous, because their payments are delayed, phones are ringing n
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