My mother is ill.

Some weeks we still eat pasta too often.

But I slept through the night for the first time in months.

Thank you for treating me as though my questions deserved answers.

I asked Nadine whether we had his permission to quote the letter anonymously in our annual report.

We did not.

So we left it in our internal files and sent him a brief reply without turning his life into promotional material.

That same week our staff argued over a request from a woman who needed help buying steel-toed work boots.