She told me employee ownership included the right to criticize venues.
Fair.
Cedarline was now majority employee-owned.
I remained chairwoman emeritus, which meant people listened to me respectfully and then occasionally ignored me.
Healthy.
The Open Foundation Fund had helped more than sixty families.
I knew none of their names unless they chose to make them public.
Also healthy.
Martin had finished his restitution obligations.
We never rebuilt our friendship.
He sent me a Christmas card every year.
I read them.
Never answered.
Maybe someday.
Maybe not.
Kristen was no longer part of my life.
Trevor had divorced her during the legal proceedings.
Not because he became heroic.
Because their marriage had been built partly around a shared fantasy of wealth and control.
Once reality arrived, there wasn't enough marriage underneath.
Trevor remained single.
Worked.
Paid his own rent.
Drove a used pickup.
For the first time since he was twenty-two, I had no idea what his bank balance was.
