Daniel left at one fifteen. He hugged me on the way out, which he had never done before, said absolutely nothing about it, pressed the elevator button, and was gone before I could ask what that was about. I went back to my desk. Sat down. Stared at the Zurich checklist on my screen. Us. He had said us. Not the checklist. Not we. Us. Like it was the most natural word in the world. Like it had always been the word. Like two people, a penthouse, four weeks and six days had somehow been us for longer than either of us had said it out loud. And then there was the promotion. Whatever you need for Eli. For Caleb. He had said it quietly at the kitchen counter, like it was a small thing. Like paying my brother’s hospital bills and restructuring my entire employment package was simply something that needed doing, so he was doing it. I pressed both hands flat against my desk and breathed. My phone buzzed. Daniel. How are you doing? I stared at the message before typing. That’s n
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