vy as the silence in the car on the way home. My wife, Jenny, the General

ing team, the sales force, and her own "visionary leadership." She didn't

skilled technician she had married. A replaceable employee. They had no idea I was the sile

the shoulder. "So, Ethan, with all this success, when are you

by, laughed a sharp

on hold to have a baby for

s, the slow hardening of my heart that had been happening for years. I didn'

wn money before we were even married-I dropped my keys on the cou

m a fertility clinic, addressed to Jenny. I shou

It confirmed she was one month

two months, overseeing the hop harvest and a collab

n black and white under

: Wesl

licked into place. All the late nights, the secretive phone calls, the

The love I once had, the hope I had clung to, was completely

d her number. She answered on the second ring

I'm still celebrat

my voice. I kep

talk about