My Husband Gave My Seat on Our Private Jet to His Secretary—Then I Discovered Who Really Owned His Billion-Dollar Company
It reminded me of how much had changed.
But it also reminded me of a real period in our lives.
We had been happy that evening.
I didn’t need to pretend otherwise.
I could acknowledge the good memories without allowing them to erase what came later.
I straightened the frame.
Then opened the daily operating report.
At ten, I had a meeting with engineering.