PART 3 The courthouse smelled like wet coats, old paper, and coffee that had been burned for too many hours.

don’t has been expensive in ways spreadsheets don’t show.”

The policy passed.

Quietly at first, employees began leaving notes.

Thank you. My wife is recovering.

Thank you. I didn’t lose my job when my son got sick.

Thank you. I felt seen.

Savannah kept those notes in a drawer beside copies of her father’s handwriting.

Not for pride.

For courage on days when continue reading …