She Handed Her Boss A Sealed Resignation Letter, B…

She studied me for a moment, then looked away as if she had heard more than I said. Three weeks in, Reginald called me into his office. “The board is impressed with your recent reports,” he said, leaning back in his chair.

“Perhaps we should discuss your future here.”

I said nothing. “Maybe that management track you’ve been wanting.”

There it was. The old carrot.

The one he had dangled for years whenever he sensed I was close to walking away. I nodded. “That would be a conversation worth having.”

His eyes narrowed slightly at my lack of enthusiasm, but he recovered quickly.

“Good. We’ll talk soon.”

I knew soon would never come. That evening, I received a call from Zachary Bennett, director of the Regional Environmental Commission.