Terminated for attending my mother’s funeral.” After five years of loyalty, I was fired by email while still grieving.

Every letter. Every name. Every date. She taught me how to document pain.”

Dana’s eyes softened for half a second.

Then she put on a pair of reading glasses.

“All right,” she said. “Show me.”

For the next four hours, we built a timeline.

Not a story.

A timeline.

Dana insisted the difference mattered.

Stories could be attacked. Timelines were harder to destroy.continue reading …