There isn’t.

There is no version of me that catches this.

The reason I found out is not that I was perceptive.

The reason I found out is that a fourteen-year-old was given administrative access to a cloud drive for twenty dollars.

It was luck.

It was entirely luck, and there is nothing in the world I could have done differently in those seven months, and accepting that took me longer than accepting any other part of it.

Two years ago I got an award for the library conversion in Tremont — a regional thing, more meaningful to me than to anybody else, since it was the first project I finished after all of it and I finished it four months late and nobody minded.