A year later, I was promoted to regional director of the overseas branch.
My daughter had settled into her new school, and we had moved into a charming house overlooking the ocean, with a small garden out back.
That weekend, Kent was on the lawn with her, flying a kite high above them.
I was sitting on the terrace revising a document when my daughter came racing across the grass, looking back as she shouted to me.
"Mom, look! It's higher than the roof!"
I closed my laptop and went over to help her reel in the string.
The kite wobbled and spun several times before catching the wind, steadying itself, and climbing even higher.
My assistant delivered an industry briefing while I was making lunch for my daughter.
The final page contained an update on Adrian.
His company had been force
