As my ‘accident’ unfolded, my daughter-in-law quietly whispered, “Say hi to the sharks.”
Their faces drained of color the instant their eyes landed on the folder resting on the coffee table.
It was unremarkable in appearance—plain manila, slightly worn at the corners—yet it carried a weight that pressed down on the room like an invisible force.
It did not need to be thick or dramatic. Its power came from what it represented: facts, timelines, signatures, and…
Their faces drained of color the instant their eyes landed on the folder resting on the coffee table.
It was unremarkable in appearance—plain manila, slightly worn at the corners—yet it carried a weight that pressed down on the room like an invisible force.
It did not need to be thick or dramatic. Its power came from what it represented: facts, timelines, signatures, and…
