Monday there was no morning message.
I noticed at nine-fifteen. Not because I'd been watching I hadn't been watching. I'd been in the Henderson review since eight, working through the revised clause structure, doing the thing I was supposed to be doing. I looked up at the screen, saw the time, saw my notifications.
Nothing from him.
Which was fine. Which was what I'd asked for.
I went back to the clause.
Tuesday he sent a work email. Short, relevant, addressed to me and two others. I replied within the hour. He acknowledged the reply with a two-word response that said exactly what it needed to say.
That was it.
No follow-up. No afterthought added at the end the kind he used to include, small and low-stakes: a building he'd passed, a question that wasn't really a question, something
