JESSE
I was aware of the disproportion. All this space, yet I was the only here.
Wally hadn’t returned any of my calls or texts, I wasn’t in contact with Vivian anymore, and the prospect of going to the office to work displeased me. I didn’t feel like putting on airs, dealing with employees, running into clients. I didn’t want to deal with anyone that wasn’t my son or Vivian, and they were the only people I couldn’t reach at the moment. Maybe ever again.
I tried slipping back into my usual routine, the one I followed religiously before Vivian waltzed into my life. A hearty breakfast. Rigorous workout. A hot shower. Then immediately answering urgent emails and approving security plans on my laptop.
It should have felt good to get back in the rhythm of things. I was good at this, the who
