“I used to have more time.”
She shook her head.
“That’s what people kept saying. That you used to.”
Her words stayed with me.
I thought about the last few years.
I’d spent more time studying sales reports than talking to customers.
More time planning improvements than walking through my own dining room.
I thought success meant building something that could run without me.
Somewhere along the way, I’d stopped noticing what it was becoming.
“Amber,” I said, “why did you feed me today?”
She seemed surprised.
“Because you were hungry.”
“You didn’t know who I was?”
“I recognized you from the picture in the office after you sat down. But I’d already decided to help before I recognized you.”
“Even though you thought I’d approved Kyle’s rules?”
She nodded.
“I figured if I got fired for buying someone soup, maybe I shouldn’t work here anyway.”
