casual help turned into something much bigger. I restructured his finances, negotiated with his lenders, and drafted the documents that kept his most valuable clients from walking away.
I built the plan that secured the emergency credit line he had been so proud of. I wrote the language in the agreements he loved to wave in front of his colleagues. None of that work had my name on it.
Evan had preferred it that way. “I need to look stable on my own,” he had told me once.
I should
