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“I’m sorry.”
This time, nothing followed the apology.
No excuse.
No justification.
“I believe you mean it,” I said.
Several months later, Daniel invited me on another trip.
This time, he sent the full itinerary.
Beside my name, he had written:
“Guest. No assigned duties. Chooses her own plans.”
I looked at the framed photograph of myself beside the ocean.
Then I said yes.