Three years later, I was invited to Harbor City to give a speech.
The theme of the speech was "How Women Can Take Back Their Own Lives."
Before I left, Julian handed the speech draft back to me.
There were no large revisions on the draft.
He had only circled a few typos.
He was still the same as he had been back then. He could point out problems with precision, but he never decided the answers for me.
"After today's speech, you'll be very famous."
He smiled.
"Mia, don't be nervous."
I looked at him.
"Julian, thank you for all these years."
He capped his pen, his tone very natural.
"Thank the firm. I only picked up an impressive colleague for the firm."
I froze for a moment, then smiled too.
He did not turn all these years of waiting into a favor he had done for me.
Nor did h
