After I Was Pushed Aside At The Airport, I Reclaimed My Life And My Power

would change the trajectory of the rest of his life.

Until then, I ran a hot bath, poured in expensive lavender oil I’d been saving, and let myself sink into the steaming water.

Later, I would have a leisurely lunch at a charming café on Clark Street, the kind frequented by DePaul professors and retired lawyers reading the Wall Street Journal.

And then continue reading …