I did not destroy it to demonstrate that I was moving on.

I did not leave it on the kitchen counter to prove I remembered.

The drawer was enough.

I closed it and looked at the empty office chair.

Eventually, I would work there again.

I would open other people’s property files, check dates, and explain why a record and a valid right were not always the same thing.

I didn’t need to do that today.

My phone held a message from the rehabilitation office confirming my next appointment.