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

the Chicago River, floor-to-ceiling windows framing the architectural boats and the elevated trains, and I’d liked her immediately—sharp, methodical, professionally ruthless when necessary, and completely unafraid to tell wealthy clients the hard truths they didn’t want to hear.

“Margaret?” Patricia’s voice came on the line, warm but immediately concerned.continue reading …