My Coworkers T.e.as.ed Me for Eating Lunch with the Lonely Janitor Every Day for 11 Years – At His F.u.ner.al, His [email protected] Pulled Me Aside and Said, ‘Mr. Wilson Left This for You’

You’ll feel worse if you don’t.”

So I ate.

And for the first time since the funeral, I cried in front of someone who was not family.

He did not attempt to repair the grief. He only sat there and allowed it, as though his presence was enough.

And it was.

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One Monday, Charles did not show up.

I noticed immediately. Eleven years of lunch at noon will make you continue reading …