I thought it was just another exhausting grocery run after a long day at work. Then a stranger’s panic attack in aisle six set off a chain of events that reached all the way to my front door.
One day, he was complaining about the Wi-Fi. The next, he was gone.
I’m a mom of two teenagers, Mia and Jordan. I write technical documentation for a cybersecurity firm.
It pays well enough. It also melts my brain.