Emily sat on a quiet terrace overlooking the park, a warm cup of coffee in her hands. Her father sat across from her.
“Do you regret it?” he asked.
She thought for a moment, then smiled.
“No.”
“What did you learn?”
She looked out at the clear sky.
“Never stay where you’re made to feel small.”
He raised his cup.
“To that.”
She clinked it gently.
“And to starting over.”
He smiled.
“Our tech division needs a new director.”
