Eleven Years of Eating Lunch by a Window in Columbus, Ohio, Ended With a Box I Never Expected

“So I’m supposed to eat lunch somewhere else.”

“You’re supposed to eat lunch with the analysts.

You’ve got a promotion coming.

He told me so himself.” He took down a glass and put it back in the cabinet without filling it.

“He says you’re bright.

He says you’re stubborn.

Those are two different sentences, Charlotte.”

I carried my plate over to the sink.