Michael Walked Out of His Office the Day Four-Year-Old Noah Called About a Broken Arm

“It was your ex-wife,” Carla said.

Michael tightened his hold on the cardboard folders.

“Lena actually called the main office?” Michael asked.

“She went around your direct line and asked the receptionist for your department head,” Carla said.

“What did she want?” Michael asked.

“She wanted me to confirm your exact work hours for this whole week,” Carla said.

Michael stared at the carpet.

In four years Lena had never once called him at work.