“You’ve got your career at the firm.

You’ve got your place downtown, whenever you’re ready to go back to it.

You have lots of time to work out the rest.”

“Look, I’m sorry I yelled at you for asking about the vendor contracts,” Ethan said.

“I’m sorry I shoved you away.”

“We’re family,” I said.

“We look out for each other.”

“Look, Margaret called me this afternoon,” Ethan said.