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’
minimized it, and let the moment disappear the way I had allowed a hundred other moments to pass.
Instead, I walked to our table. Charles’s chair was still there, pushed in and untouched, as though no one had wanted to move it, but no one had wanted to admit why either.
I placed the shoebox on the table and lifted the lid.
