Outside, Raymond opened the car door for me.

His expression asked how the visit went.

“We fixed a train,” I said.

He waited for more, but I didn’t give him a speech.

There wasn’t one.

That night I canceled a weekend conference and arranged my schedule so I could return to Saint Paul when Savannah agreed.

I told my board that the company’s work needed to be organized well enough to continue without my constant presence.

One director asked whether a family matter was truly worth rearranging a major meeting.