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00:00As Angela carried the last box into the shared apartment,
00:03her daughter Ella was squatting in the hallway,
00:05tracing the cracks in the floor with her finger.
00:07Mom, this floor looks like a maze.
00:09Ella said.
00:10Angela set the box down, crouched to her daughter's eye level,
00:12and said,
00:13Then let's find a way out of the maze, okay?
00:15Ella looked up.
00:16It was the worst month of Angela's life.
00:18First, she got laid off.
00:19Seven years as a marketing specialist,
00:21and her boss just said the economy's tough,
00:22and she became nothing more than a line item on a spreadsheet.
00:25As Angela carried the last box into the shared apartment,
00:27her husband Paul said,
00:28I need space, pulled his suitcase out the door,
00:30and never came back.
00:31The divorce went through so fast that before Angela could even finish crying,
00:34she was already a single mom.
00:35Her savings would only cover three months' rent.
00:37She couldn't afford their old two-bedroom anymore,
00:39so she found this shared apartment on the other side of the city.
00:41The landlord was a retired nurse who rented out two of the three bedrooms.
00:46The other tenant was a fresh-out-of-college programmer
00:48who wore headphones all day and had about as much presence as a ghost.
00:52Angela hung Elsa's clothes one by one into the cheap plastic wardrobe,
00:56light jackets where she could reach them,
00:58the heavy comflet stuffed into the deepest shelf.
01:00She stacked her own books by the bed,
01:02the top one being the parenting encyclopedia she'd bought when she was pregnant,
01:06its pages already yellowing.
01:07Outside the window stood an old sycamore tree,
01:10its leaves just starting to turn.
01:11Every gust of wind sent a few loose ones drifting onto the windowsill.
01:15She suddenly remembered the life list she'd written at 25.
01:18Become a director by 30,
01:19buy a house with a garden,
01:20travel abroad twice a year.
01:22Now she was 32,
01:23hadn't checked off a single thing,
01:25and instead added one more item.
01:28Learn how to breathe while falling apart.
01:30Mom, are we going to live here now?
01:32Ella stood by the bed,
01:34clutching her old rabbit plushie.
01:36One ear was coming apart at the seams,
01:38and a button eye was dangling loose.
01:40Just for now,
01:42but Mommy has a plan.
01:43Angela said,
01:45What plan?
01:45Angela walked to the window and looked at the sycamore tree.
01:48On her phone,
01:49she still had the photo from her last company team-building event.
01:52She was smiling in front of the Golden Great Bridge,
01:54with no idea that three months later she'd be standing here here.
01:57Then she remembered a phrase she'd seen online.
01:59Gap year.
02:00Recent graduates taking a year to travel,
02:02work odd jobs,
02:04figure themselves out.
02:05She was 32,
02:06jobless,
02:06divorced,
02:07with a five-year-old kid.
02:08Could she give herself a gap year too?
02:10We'll go somewhere every weekend.
02:12We'll try fun jobs,
02:13ride the subway,
02:14visit bookstores,
02:15the zoo,
02:16flower shops.
02:17We'll see that besides the bad thing,
02:19Daddy leaving,
02:20there are still so many good things in this world.
02:22What kind of jobs?
02:23It's called job shadowing.
02:25Angela said,
02:26lifting her up.
02:27Ellie's legs wrapped around her waist,
02:29the rabbit squished between them.
02:30She opened her phone and started a new blog.
02:32She called it,
02:33Mommy is Growing Up Too.
02:35Mommy will film it on her phone and put it online.
02:37Maybe people will watch,
02:38maybe they won't.
02:39But either way,
02:40we're going to make this year count.
02:41In the bio she typed,
02:4332,
02:43unemployed,
02:44divorced,
02:45with a five-year-old daughter every weekend for a year.
02:47Not for the money,
02:47to prove can start over.
02:49She hit publish.
02:50The page showed zero followers,
02:52zero likes.
02:52Angela stared at those zeros for a long moment,
02:54then locked the screen and put the phone in her pocket.
02:57Ella had already slid down and was squatting by the suitcase,
03:00tucking the rabbit plushie between two shoes,
03:02announcing she was building a nest for the bunny.
03:05Angela didn't correct her.
03:07Tonight,
03:07this room,
03:08barely 60 square feet,
03:10was their nest.
03:10The next morning,
03:12Angela met the landlady in the kitchen.
03:13Her name was Margaret,
03:1567,
03:16her gray hair perfectly combed,
03:18wearing a neatly ironed cotton apron.
03:20She was making coffee,
03:21and a pot of oatmeal was warming on the stove.
03:24Morning.
03:24Margaret said without turning around.
03:26Coffee's in the pot,
03:28oatmeal's on the stove.
03:29If your daughter doesn't like it,
03:31there's milk and cereal in the fridge.
03:33Angela was surprised.
03:35Thank you.
03:36You don't have to go to all this trouble.
03:38It's no trouble.
03:39Margaret finally turned around.
03:40Her eyes were light gray,
03:42gentle but with a professional scrutiny.
03:44She had been a nurse for 40 years after all.
03:47I've seen too many people who just moved in.
03:49They all force a smile on day one.
03:51You don't have to smile for me.
03:53Angela blinked,
03:54and her smile faded.
03:55She poured a cup of coffee
03:56and sat at the small round kitchen table.
03:58Margaret sat across from her with her oatmeal.
04:01I have a daughter,
04:02a few years older than you,
04:03lives in Seattle.
04:04We haven't seen each other in three years.
04:06Angela's hand paused on the coffee cup.
04:09Why?
04:09She thinks I meddle too much.
04:11Margaret gave a bitter smile.
04:13Maybe she's right.
04:15When she got married,
04:16I said the guy wasn't reliable.
04:17She had the baby.
04:18I said she should have quit work and stay home.
04:20When she got divorced,
04:21I said she should have listened to me.
04:23Then she stopped talking to me.
04:24The kitchen was quiet,
04:26just the soft bubbling of the oatmeal.
04:28Margaret stirred her oatmeal.
04:29I was a nurse my whole life,
04:31took care of hundreds of patients,
04:33but I don't know how to talk to my own daughter.
04:35So don't be scared.
04:36At least you still know what your daughter needs.
04:38Angela looked down at her coffee.
04:40Her own face reflected in the dark's liquid.
04:43I don't know either.
04:43I'm just trying.
04:45That's enough.
04:46This is the key to the little garden in the back.
04:49I planted some roses.
04:51If your daughter likes,
04:52you can take her there.
04:53Angela took the key.
04:54It had a faded red string tied to it.
04:57She found out later that Margaret's daughter
04:58had made it in an arts and crafts class
05:00when she was little.
05:01The first day of the blog,
05:03no followers,
05:04no likes,
05:04just Angela staring at those words for a long time.
05:08She put the phone by her pillow
05:10and turned off the light.
05:11Ella was already asleep,
05:12her little hands still clutching the rabbit's ear.
05:15The shared apartment had thin walls.
05:17The programmer next door's keyboard clicks came through,
05:20click, click, click, click,
05:21like some tireless insect.
05:23Angela lay awake in bed,
05:25staring at a water stain on the ceiling
05:26shaped like a bird with its wings spread.
05:28She suddenly remembered.
05:30The first time Paul slept over at her place,
05:32he'd looked at the ceiling and said,
05:34that water stain looks like a bird.
05:36Back then, she thought he was being romantic.
05:38Now she figured maybe he just didn't know what else to say.
05:41She rolled onto her side, facing the wall.
05:43On the other side was the programmer.
05:45She couldn't remember his name.
05:46They'd only said hello once when she moved in.
05:48He said his name was Jay,
05:49but Angela wasn't sure she'd remembered it right.
05:51It was the first time she realized.
05:52Starting tonight,
05:53she didn't have to wait for anyone to come home.
05:55Paul wasn't coming back.
05:57She'd already thrown away his slippers,
05:58his toothbrush,
05:59deleted all his photos from her phone,
06:01except one.
06:02Taken on Ella's one month birthday,
06:04Paul holding their daughter,
06:05grinning like an idiot.
06:06She kept it,
06:07because it was Ella's memory too.
06:09She tucked it inside a novel she never opened
06:11and placed it on the bottom shelf of the bookcase.
06:13When morning came,
06:14Angela took Ella to kindergarten.
06:15On the way back,
06:16she stopped at a convenience store,
06:18bought the cheapest coffee they had
06:19and stood outside drinking it.
06:20Across the street was an office tower,
06:22its glass facade reflecting the morning like that,
06:24ID badge,
06:25access card,
06:26her own desk.
06:27Now she had nothing.
06:28She went to file for unemployment benefits.
06:30As she walked out of the government building,
06:33across the street,
06:34at the subway entrance,
06:36a middle-aged guy in a fluorescent vest
06:38was announcing the next train into a microphone.
06:41The train bound for downtown is now arriving.
06:44Please let passengers exit before boarding
06:46and mind the gap.
06:48Mom, what's that man doing?
06:51Subway announcer.
06:52He tells passengers where the next train is going.
06:54That's so cool.
06:56Angela looked down at her daughter,
06:57and an idea flashed through her mind.
06:59She walked up to the man and asked,
07:01Excuse me, are you hiring?
07:02Just for one day?
07:03I'd like to give it a try.
07:04Kid, this job ain't as easy as you think.
07:06I'm not afraid of hard.
07:07I just want to try.
07:09His eyes landed on the little girl beside her,
07:11Ella standing on tiptoes to look at the train schedule.
07:13He was quiet for a moment.
07:15Then his smile faded.
07:16Next Saturday, early shift, 6 a.m.
07:19If you can drag yourself out of bed, come find me.
07:21Angela got home and wrote her first plan on the blog.
07:24Stop 1, Subway announcer.
07:26She didn't tell a soul, not even her two roommates.
07:29She kept it as a secret,
07:31tucked inside her heart like a seed she wasn't sure would ever sprout.
07:33That evening, Angela sat at the kitchen table
07:36searching on her laptop for Subway announcer job duties.
07:39Jay came out to get water, paused behind her,
07:41and glanced at the screen.
07:42You're going to be an announcer?
07:43His voice was soft-bissed.
07:45As if afraid of waking, Angela looked up,
07:47almost forgetting his name.
07:48Jay?
07:48Yeah, just for a day.
07:50Jay didn't say anything else.
07:51He took a carton of milk from the fridge,
07:53poured a glass, and set it by her hand.
07:54The milk was cold.
07:55He went back to his room with his water,
07:57and soon the keyboard started clicking again.
07:59Angela looked at the glass of milk,
08:00beads of condensation on a sticky note on the fridge door,
08:02Jay's handwriting.
08:03Each line had a checkmark.
08:04He was a man who had turned himself into a to-do list.
08:13Mom, where are we going?
08:14To ride the Subway,
08:16to tell the whole city that the next stop is here.
08:19When she opened the apartment door,
08:21she found a cup of hot coffee sitting outside.
08:22With a yellow sticky note on it,
08:24you got this.
08:25Angela froze for a few seconds.
08:26She put the coffee in her bag and gently closed the door.
08:28At the end of the hallway,
08:30Margaret was slightly imjure,
08:31a thin line of light showing through.
08:32She was awake too,
08:33but she didn't come out.
08:34The Subway station was busier than Angela had expected.
08:37The night shift security guard was yawning.
08:40A cleaner pushed a mop cart past,
08:42leaving a long wet trail on the floor.
08:44The breakfast stall lady was already making tea eggs,
08:46the pot bubbling and filling the whole concert
08:48with a warm, savory smell.
08:49The man's surname was Lee,
08:51and he had been working on this line for eight years.
08:53He handed Angela a fluorescent vest,
08:55which was too big.
08:56It made her look like a sack.
08:57Ella sat on a cell stool next to her,
08:59munching on a steam mung she had mopped from a breakfast stall,
09:02her foot dangling in mid-hair,
09:03barely touching the ground.
09:04Here, take it.
09:06When the train pulls in,
09:07you say,
09:07the train bound for direction is now arriving.
09:10Please let passengers exit before boarding and mind the gap.
09:14Angela gripped the mic,
09:15her palms dripping sweat.
09:16She'd never been nervous presenting to 20 people in a conference room.
09:20But now, facing an empty platform,
09:22her heart was pounding so hard she thought it might leap out of her throat.
09:25The shirt under her fluorescent vest was already damp with cold sweat.
09:29The first train's headlights pierced the dark tunnel,
09:31like an eye drawing closer.
09:32Angela took a deep breath and pressed the button on the mic.
09:35The train bound for...
09:36Her voice died,
09:37like something was stuck in her throat.
09:38Uncle Lee stood beside her,
09:40didn't rush her,
09:40just gave her shoulder a gentle pat.
09:42Took me three days before I could make a sound.
09:44Angela opened her eyes.
09:46The second train was pulling into the station,
09:48its headlights illuminating the entire platform.
09:50She pressed the button and shouted.
09:52Her voice was louder against the stone walls of...
09:54Attention passengers,
09:55the next train to arrive will be the uptown one,
09:57making all stops to 2 and 42nd Street.
09:59Angela announced trains all morning.
10:01Her voice went honky,
10:03her lips dried out,
10:04but every time a train pulled in,
10:06she hit that button right on time.
10:07By the sixth train,
10:09she didn't need to look at her notes anymore.
10:10By the tenth,
10:11she even added,
10:12nice weather today,
10:13hope you have a great one.
10:14Why are you doing this?
10:17Why are you doing this?
10:19I want my daughter to know
10:20that mommy can do lots of different things.
10:22I've been doing this for eight years.
10:24Sometimes I wonder if I should be doing something else.
10:27But when you stood there shouting today,
10:28it suddenly hit me.
10:29My job is pretty important too.
10:31You are important.
10:32Every person riding the subway is listening to your voice.
10:34Uncle Lee laughed.
10:35The crow's Lee that his eyes crinkling.
10:37He took a commemorative subway coin from his paw candidate to Ella.
10:40The tenth anniversary coin.
10:41Ella took the coin,
10:42turned it over and over,
10:43then tucked it into the rabbit plush's pocket.
10:44Thank you, Grandpa.
10:45Call me Uncle.
10:46Thank you, Uncle.
10:47You're better looking than my dad.
10:48Uncle Lee burst out laugh.
10:50Angela laughed too,
10:51her eyes stinging.
10:52She found out later that Uncle's wife had died three years ago,
10:55and his only unz was in the military,
10:57coming home maybe once a year.
10:58He showed up to announce trains every day
11:00because I have come to Cumber.
11:01Home is tie quiet.
11:02The blog's views jumped from single digits to triple digits.
11:06Comments started coming in.
11:08You remind me of myself when I was young.
11:10Hang in there, single mom.
11:11Taking your kid along for this life experience,
11:14that's the best education right there.
11:15Angela read those comments over and over,
11:18her eyes stinging.
11:19She set phone on the table,
11:21got up,
11:21and poured herself a glass of water in the kitchen.
11:24The water was cold,
11:25chilling her throat all the way down to her stomach,
11:27but her heart was warm.
11:29The next weekend,
11:29Angela reached out to a bookstore owner she'd known in college.
11:32It was a used bookstore in an old town alley,
11:34selling books and coffee.
11:35The doorframe was low.
11:36Angela nearly hit her head walking in.
11:38The owner was a middle-aged artsy guy with a big beard,
11:40wearing a faded plaid shirt.
11:41When he heard about Angela's job experience project,
11:43he said yes without hesitation.
11:45You work one day as a cashier,
11:46I'll pay you.
11:47Not some experience rate,
11:49the real rate.
11:51Angela stood behind the counter
11:52and realized she didn't even know how to work the register.
11:55The owner taught her step-by-step,
11:57which key for cash,
11:58which for card,
11:59which for returns.
12:01Ella dragged a little stool over
12:02and sat by the counter,
12:04tasked with sorting return books by color.
12:06That day an old lady came in,
12:07bought a stack of old books,
12:09and while checking out suddenly said to Angela,
12:11You're a single mom,
12:12aren't you?
12:13How could you tell?
12:14Every time she hears footsteps,
12:16she looks up,
12:17thinking it's someone.
12:18Angela glanced back at Ella.
12:19Sure enough,
12:20her daughter was craning her neck to see out the glass door,
12:23her eyes lighting up at every passerby,
12:25then quickly dimming again.
12:26Raising a kid alone isn't easy.
12:27This is for you.
12:28I was a single mom back in my day too.
12:30This book got me through.
12:31Angela looked down at the title,
12:33The Five People You Meet in Heaven.
12:34The cover was worn,
12:35the corners curled,
12:36clearly red many times.
12:37She held the book,
12:38her throat tight.
12:38The old lady had already pushed the door open and left,
12:40the wind chime jingling behind her.
12:42That evening,
12:43Angela sat on the bookstore's front steps
12:45and opened the book.
12:46The setting sun painted the alley gold,
12:48and the ivy on the opposite wall
12:49swerved gently in the breeze.
12:50Ella squatted by the roadside,
12:52scattering breadcrumbs for a scrawny stray cat,
12:54murmuring,
12:55Eat up,
12:55eat up.
12:56I'll come back tomorrow.
12:57Her phone buzzed.
12:59A message from her ex-husband Paul.
13:01Child support for this month is sent.
13:04I didn't have to chemo scenario.
13:07Angela stared at the words and didn't reply.
13:10She suddenly remembered the day of the divorce,
13:12Paul saying outside the courthouse,
13:14Angela,
13:15you're too strong.
13:16You never needed me.
13:17She'd wanted to argue,
13:19but her throat had felt stuffed with cotton.
13:21Didn't she need him?
13:23She did.
13:24She needed him to go with her to the hospital
13:26when their daughter was sick.
13:27Needed him to say,
13:28It's okay.
13:29I've got you.
13:30But when had she learned not to ask anyone for help?
13:32Maybe that first time she took Ella to the ER alone at midnight,
13:36Paul was on a business trip and his phone was dead.
13:38I'm having a hard time too.
13:41She wasn't too strong.
13:42She was too scared to be weak.
13:44She closed the book,
13:46got up,
13:46walked over to Ella,
13:47and crouched down to feed the cat with her.
13:49Ella leaned against her shoulder and whispered,
13:52Mom, I miss Daddy.
13:54Angela's heart clenched like a fist.
13:56She pulled her daughter close,
13:57her chin resting on that soft hair.
13:59Yeah, I know.
14:01That night,
14:02Angela came home and found Margaret sitting alone in the living room,
14:05an old photo album open in front of her.
14:07She was wearing an old bathrobe,
14:09her hair uncombed,
14:10looking ten years older than usual.
14:12You're still up?
14:12Angela asked softly.
14:14It's my daughter's birthday today.
14:17I sent her a message.
14:20She didn't reply.
14:23Angela sat down next to her.
14:25The open page showed a little girl with piddails,
14:27wearing a floral dress,
14:28standing under a big tree with a gap-toothed smile.
14:31That was Margaret's daughter,
14:32maybe five or six years old,
14:34about Ella's age.
14:35She loved that dress when she was little.
14:37I made it for her by hand.
14:40I was working night shifts at the hospital back then,
14:43and it took me two days of sewing during the day.
14:46She wore it to the school fashion show
14:48and won first place.
14:50Then she grew up and said the dress was too cheesy.
14:54Margaret gave a bitter smile.
14:55She said,
14:57I never understood what she wanted.
15:00Maybe she was right.
15:02Angela asked,
15:04Have you tried to go see her?
15:05Margaret was quiet for a long time.
15:07I don't know what I'd say if I went.
15:10Mom was wrong?
15:11I know I was wrong.
15:13But some things,
15:14the longer you put them off,
15:16the harder they are to say.
15:17Maybe she's waiting for you too.
15:19Margaret didn't answer.
15:20She just slowly closed the photo album.
15:22The blog's followers were slowly growing.
15:24For the zookeeper episode,
15:26Angela wore rubber boots and shoveled elephant dung
15:28while Ella fed the goats next to her.
15:30A tourist took their picture
15:31and posted it online with the caption,
15:33Now this is real parent-child education.
15:35For the florist-apprentice episode,
15:37she learned to wrap bouquets
15:38and got three rose thorn pricks on her fingers.
15:41The camera caught her hiding her bleeding hand
15:43behind her back.
15:45For the bakery-apprentice episode,
15:47she woke up at 3 a.m.
15:48and kneaded dough until her arms gave out.
15:51Ella slept curled in a blanket
15:52in the corner of the bakery,
15:54flour dusted across her face.
15:55For the preschool assistant episode,
15:57she painted with a bunch of three- and four-year-olds,
15:59and when they were done,
16:01she realized her face was covered in watercolors.
16:03Ella filmed it,
16:05laughing so hard the camera shook.
16:07Every job let her briefly forget who she was.
16:10Standing in the elephant enclosure,
16:12she was just a keeper.
16:14Behind the florist's counter,
16:15just an apprentice.
16:17In front of the bakery's oven,
16:18just someone waiting for the bread to come out.
16:20None of these roles required her to explain,
16:23where's your husband,
16:24or why don't you work?
16:25Nobody asked,
16:26because nobody knew her.
16:28Angela's eyes stung again.
16:30She replied,
16:30Megan, you didn't do anything wrong.
16:32Divorce isn't a failure.
16:33It's ending a relationship that no longer works.
16:35You're still here.
16:36Your son is still here.
16:37That's a win.
16:38If you want, send me your address,
16:39and I'll mail a copy of the runaway bunny to your son.
16:42My daughter has one too.
16:43Three days later,
16:44Angela got a reply from Megan.
16:46The address was a small town she'd never heard of.
16:48She picked out a brand new copy of the runaway bunny
16:50and wrote on the flyleth,
16:51Every child who runs away eventually comes home.
16:54Then she added her own favorite,
16:56The Five People You Meet in Heaven,
16:57and mailed them off.
16:58The programmer in the shared apartment was named Jay,
17:01a quiet guy in his early 20s with thick glasses.
17:04He wore his over-ear headphones all day,
17:06either coding or gaming,
17:08and his side of the fridge was perpetually stocked
17:10with energy drinks and frozen dumplings.
17:13Angela had exchanged maybe 10 sentences with him total.
17:16But one night,
17:17while Angela was editing a video in the living room,
17:20Jay came out to get water.
17:22He stood behind her watching for so long
17:24that Angela thought he'd left,
17:26only to turn around and find him still there.
17:29Is this like a documentary you're making?
17:31No, just documenting things.
17:33It's fine if nobody watches.
17:34The next day, Angela's blog had a new comment.
17:37Your videos remind me of my mom.
17:38She raised me alone too.
17:40She clicked on the commenter's profile.
17:42Empty.
17:42Default gray avatar.
17:44But she knew.
17:45It was Jay.
17:45For the museum decor episode,
17:47Angela stood in uniform in front of a dinosaur fossil display,
17:49giving a talk to a group of Ellentree schoolers in yellow hats.
17:51She'd spent the whole night preparing her script,
17:53practicing it at least 20 times,
17:54but standing in front of those kids.
17:55That's because her thorns can fight.
17:57This fossil.
17:57She's right, but Triceratops horns aren't for fighting.
17:59They're for protecting themselves and their families.
18:01Lady, why did you come here to work?
18:03Because I want my daughter to know
18:04that mommy can do lots of different things.
18:08Where's your daughter?
18:13That's her.
18:19That evening, Angela came back to the apartment
18:21and found Jay sitting in the living room,
18:22which was rare and without his headphones.
18:24On the coffee table in front of him
18:25were several programming books
18:26and a piece of paper covered in handwriting.
18:28You didn't code today?
18:29I did, but I'm thinking about quitting my job.
18:33Why?
18:34I've been at this company for almost a year.
18:35Every day, it's the same code, the same bugs.
18:37I studied AI in college,
18:38but what I'm doing now has nothing to do with AI.
18:40My mom raised me by myself.
18:41It wasn't easy for her to put me through school.
18:42I don't want her to think I chose the wrong path.
18:43What do you want to do?
18:44I want to make an app for single moms.
18:45Help them find part-time jobs nearby,
18:47daycare, second-hand stuff swaps,
18:48things that people like you need.
18:49You're doing this because of your mom?
18:50Yeah.
18:51If she'd had something like this back then,
18:52maybe it wouldn't have been so hard.
18:53The living room was quiet for a few seconds.
18:55Margaret came from the kitchen with two cups of hot tea,
18:57set them in front of them,
18:58and went back to her room without a word.
18:59Go for it.
18:59If you need any help, just tell me.
19:01Jay nodded, carefully folded the paper,
19:02and put it in the pocket over his chest.
19:04The blog started to build a regular readership.
19:07People asked for new posts,
19:08asked where she'd go next,
19:10and sent DMs saying,
19:11I'm a single mom too.
19:13Your videos give me courage.
19:14Angela replied to every single one,
19:16even if sometimes she couldn't find the time
19:18until late at night.
19:19She sat at the kitchen table,
19:20a desk lamp lighting up her laptop keyboard.
19:23Ella's steady, even breathing
19:24drifting through the open bedroom door.
19:26Ella had gotten used to the weekend job experiences.
19:29She no longer asked,
19:30where did daddy go?
19:31Instead, she asked,
19:32mom, what are we doing this time?
19:34Angela realized her daughter had adapted
19:35to their new life faster than she had.
19:38Kids, in that way,
19:39are much braver than adults.
19:40For the pet store episode,
19:42Angela was giving a golden retriever a beth
19:44when it shook itself,
19:45drenching her completely.
19:47Her hair plastered to her face,
19:48her clothes soaked through,
19:50Ella was brushing an orange tabby nearby.
19:52The cat didn't cooperate
19:53and scratched her wrist.
19:55Mom, it doesn't like me.
19:57It's just scared.
19:58You were scared the first time you saw me too,
19:59remember?
20:00Right after you were born,
20:01nurse put you on my chest
20:02and you cried for a long time.
20:03Really?
20:04Really.
20:04You cried so loud,
20:05the whole delivery room heard you.
20:06You're not scared now?
20:08Not anymore,
20:09because I know who you are.
20:10Ella looked at her wrist,
20:11then at the cat.
20:12The cat had retreated to the back of its cage,
20:14curled into a ball.
20:15She thought for a moment,
20:17then crouched down,
20:18slipped her hand through the cage bars
20:19and placed it in front of the cat.
20:21The cat didn't flinch.
20:22The next day,
20:23Ella's kindergarten teacher,
20:24Miss Chen,
20:25sent Angela a message with a photo.
20:26In the photo,
20:27Ella was squatting in the corner of the classroom.
20:29In front of her sat a little boy crying
20:31with his arms around his knees.
20:32Ella wasn't touching him,
20:34she just had her hand on the floor next to him,
20:36just like she'd done with the cat.
20:38Today,
20:38a little boy was crying
20:39because he missed his mom.
20:41The other kids just watched,
20:43but Ella walked over,
20:44squatted down,
20:45and put her hand on the floor.
20:46After a few minutes,
20:47I asked Ella how she knew to do that.
20:49When someone's scared,
20:51it's okay.
20:53Angela looked at that photo
20:54and suddenly burst into tears.
20:56Not from sadness,
20:57because she finally understood
20:59that her daughter was watching her.
21:01Every word she'd said,
21:02everything she'd done,
21:03this five-year-old had caught it all
21:05and was giving it back to the world
21:07in her own way.
21:08Thank you for telling me this.
21:10It's the best gift I've ever received.
21:14That night,
21:15Angela wrote on her blog,
21:17My daughter taught me something.
21:18When you want to get close
21:19to someone who's scared,
21:21don't reach out,
21:22don't say anything.
21:23Just be there.
21:24Wait for them to come to you.
21:25That post was shared 3,000 times.
21:29Someone commented,
21:31This isn't about a cat.
21:33It's about everyone
21:34who's ever been hurt.
21:36Angela looked at that comment
21:38and suddenly thought of Paul.
21:39Paul wasn't a bad person.
21:41He was just scared.
21:43Scared she was too strong.
21:44Scared he wasn't good enough.
21:46Scared that one day she'd leave him.
21:47So he left first.
21:49She suddenly felt a little sad.
21:51Not for him,
21:52but for the version of herself
21:53that had once loved him.
21:55She said something to him
21:56silently in her heart.
21:57Not,
21:58I hate you.
21:59Not,
21:59I forgive you,
22:00but I understand now.
22:02The fire station episode
22:03was Ella's own choice.
22:05She'd recently become obsessed
22:06with a cartoon about firefighters.
22:08Watching an episode
22:09every night before bed
22:11and bouncing on the mattress
22:12with excitement
22:13whenever they slid down the pole.
22:15The fire chief was a black man
22:16in his 50s named Williams.
22:18He was built like a truck,
22:20but when he smiled,
22:21which he did often,
22:22the crow's tea at the corners
22:23of his eyes
22:24fanned out like sunshine.
22:25He had Angela try on
22:27the firefighting gear.
22:28Heavy flame-resistant pants,
22:30steel-toed boots,
22:31a fire-resistant coat,
22:32an air pack,
22:33a face mask,
22:34a helmet.
22:35Piece by piece,
22:36they piled on.
22:37With each piece,
22:38Angela grew heavier
22:39until she could barely
22:40move her legs,
22:41standing in the middle
22:41of the equipment bay
22:42like a statue.
22:43It's too heavy.
22:44And that's why this job
22:46doesn't take women.
22:48Angela slowly took off her helmet,
22:50a glint of firelight
22:51in her eyes.
22:52She looked at the chief
22:53and said,
22:54one word at a time.
22:56That's because your rules
22:58aren't fair,
22:58not because women
22:59can't do it.
23:02The captain paused
23:04for a moment,
23:04then smiled.
23:05He extended his hand.
23:07Angela shook it,
23:08and then he loosened
23:09the straps of his air respirator
23:11slightly.
23:12You're right.
23:13Rules are rigid.
23:14People aren't.
23:15That night,
23:16Angela got back
23:17to the apartment
23:18and found Jay actually
23:19sitting on the living room
23:20couch for once.
23:21No headphones on,
23:22and of him was
23:22a disassembled laptop.
23:23with screwdrivers
23:25and RAMSTESS
23:25and scattered
23:26across the table.
23:27Fixing your computer?
23:28Angela asked.
23:29Jay looked up,
23:30and there was a light
23:31in his eyes
23:32she'd never seen before.
23:34Angela,
23:34I've made up my mind.
23:36I'm quitting my job.
23:38That soon?
23:39It's not soon.
23:41I've been thinking
23:42about it for over a year.
23:43Jay closed the laptop.
23:45I've decided
23:45I'm giving myself
23:46three months
23:47to build that app.
23:48If I can't get it done,
23:49I'll go back to coding
23:49like a good little employee.
23:51Angela sat down
23:52across from him.
23:53Do you have enough money?
23:54Enough to survive
23:54three months.
23:55Jay smiled.
23:56It was the first time
23:57Angela had ever
23:58seen him smile.
23:59Besides,
23:59frozen dumplings
24:00are pretty much
24:00all I know
24:00how to eat anyway.
24:01Eat some fruit.
24:02Coding uses a lot
24:03of brain power.
24:04If you starve to death,
24:05who's going to fix my rotor?
24:06That day,
24:06Angela posted on her blog,
24:08sometimes when people
24:09say you can't,
24:10it's not because
24:10you really can't.
24:11It's because they've
24:12never seen anyone who could.
24:13You can be the one
24:13who makes them
24:14change their tune.
24:15Someone in the comments
24:15asked,
24:16have you ever met people
24:17who told you you couldn't?
24:18Angela replied,
24:19every single day,
24:20including myself.
24:21The blog's reach
24:22exceeded Angela's expectations.
24:23One day she got an email
24:24from a book editor.
24:25The email said,
24:26Angela,
24:26I've been reading your blog.
24:27Your story would make
24:28a great book.
24:28Could we find a time to talk?
24:29Angela stared at that email,
24:31reading it five times.
24:32She couldn't believe it.
24:33Her blog only had
24:34a few thousand followers.
24:36She was nobody.
24:37Why would a publisher
24:38be interested?
24:39She screenshot the email
24:40and sent it to her landlady.
24:42The retired nurse replied
24:43faster than Angela expected.
24:45What?
24:46Fight.
24:47People with fight in them
24:49get things done.
24:50Angela met the editor
24:51at a cafe.
24:52The editor was a woman
24:53in her early 30s
24:54with short hair,
24:55round glasses,
24:56and a dark green blazer,
24:58sharp and put together.
25:00They sat by the window,
25:02sunlight streaming
25:02through the glass
25:03and cutting a straight line
25:04across the table.
25:05Angela held her coffee cup,
25:07its warmth passing
25:08from her fingertips
25:08to her palm.
25:10It wasn't the story itself
25:11that got me.
25:12It was your voice.
25:13You don't play for sympathy.
25:14You don't over-dramatize.
25:15You just say things calmly.
25:17That's rare.
25:18What would I need to do
25:19for a book?
25:19Expand on your blog posts.
25:21Add more of your inner world,
25:23the finer details.
25:24Like what was going
25:25through your mind
25:26when you stood
25:27on that subway platform
25:28and couldn't get the words
25:29out that first time.
25:30Or how you felt
25:31when your daughter said,
25:33Mom, let's go home.
25:34Angela was quiet
25:35for a moment.
25:36It wasn't that she didn't
25:37have those feelings.
25:38It was that she was
25:39afraid to write them.
25:41Afraid that once she started,
25:42she wouldn't be able to stop.
25:43Afraid that if she stopped,
25:45she wouldn't be able
25:46to go back.
25:47How about the title,
25:48Mommy is Growing Up Too?
25:50Angela nodded.
25:52Then she asked a question
25:53that surprised even herself.
25:56How much would the royalties be?
25:57The editor named a figure.
25:59Angela's heart skipped a beat.
26:01That amount would cover
26:02Ella's kindergarten tuition
26:03for the next two years
26:04and leave enough for her
26:06to get a career
26:06counseling certificate,
26:07a course she'd always wanted
26:09to take but couldn't afford.
26:10Angela came out of the cafe
26:12and her phone buzzed.
26:13It was a message from Megan.
26:16Angela stood outside the cafe,
26:18the sun glaring on her phone screen.
26:20She squinted and typed,
26:22You don't have to forgive
26:23anyone in a hurry,
26:24including yourself.
26:25Megan replied with a smiley face.
26:27After a moment,
26:27another message came.
26:29I found a part-time job,
26:30cashier at a grocery store,
26:31three days to eat.
26:32Angela looked at that message
26:33and a slow smile
26:34spread it across her face.
26:36She put the phone in her pocket
26:37and walked into the autumn sunlight.
26:39Back home,
26:40Angela told Ellie the news,
26:42Mommy's going to publish a book,
26:44trying to keep her voice steady,
26:45but the corners of her mouth
26:46curled up anyway.
26:48Ella was doing a puzzle on the floor
26:49and didn't even look up.
26:51Does that mean we have money again?
26:54Something like that.
26:55She looked at her daughter's profile,
26:58focused on the puzzle,
26:59long eyelashes,
27:00exactly like Paul's.
27:02Can we move back to our old house?
27:04She looked at her daughter's profile,
27:06focused on the puzzle-long eyelashes,
27:08exactly like Paul's.
27:10She suddenly realized
27:11that her child wouldn't forget.
27:12We're not moving for a while,
27:14but we can save up
27:16and buy an even better house later.
27:18Bigger than the old one?
27:20Bigger than the old one.
27:22Ella finally looked up and smiled.
27:24That smile was the most beautiful smile
27:25Angela had ever seen.
27:27That evening,
27:28Angela ran into Margaret in the kitchen.
27:30She was on the phone,
27:31her voice very low,
27:32but Angela still caught a few words.
27:35I'm sorry.
27:36I shouldn't have said that.
27:38Are you doing okay?
27:40A little later,
27:41someone knocked.
27:41Margaret stood at the door,
27:43holding two mugs of hot cocoa.
27:44Can I come in for a bit?
27:46Angela nodded.
27:47The two women sat on the edge of the bed.
27:49Ella was already asleep,
27:50breathing softly.
27:51I called her.
27:53My daughter.
27:54The first call in three years.
27:56Did she answer?
27:57She did.
27:58We talked for 40 minutes.
28:00Margaret held her cocoa,
28:02the cup trembling slightly.
28:03She said she's coming to see me next week
28:05with my granddaughter.
28:06Thank you.
28:07Angela didn't speak.
28:09She just took Margaret's hand.
28:10That hand was thin,
28:12with prominent knuckles
28:13and neatly trimmed nails.
28:15If I hadn't seen you with Ella,
28:16getting through such a hard time,
28:18I might never have made that call
28:20in my whole life.
28:21You're braver than me.
28:22I'm 67 years old,
28:24and I just learned how to say I'm sorry.
28:27Do you think that's brave or cowardlish?
28:29Both of them laughed.
28:30Outside the window,
28:31the moon was full,
28:32and the shadow of the sipivert tree
28:34fell across the curtain
28:35like a quiet painting.
28:36From that day on,
28:38Angela's life had a new task,
28:39writing the book.
28:40During the day,
28:41she continued job hunting,
28:43parenting,
28:43and editing videos.
28:45At night,
28:46after Ella fell asleep,
28:47she sat at the kitchen table
28:48and typed on her laptop.
28:49Sometimes Jay came out at midnight
28:51to heat up frozen dumplings.
28:53When he saw her still writing,
28:54he'd silently take a carton of milk
28:56from the fridge,
28:57pour a cup,
28:57and set it beside her hand.
28:59The milk was warm.
29:00She never figured out how he heated it.
29:02She wrote about the first time
29:04she took Ella to the zoo,
29:05and Ella asked,
29:06Why didn't daddy come?
29:07She wrote about the day she got laid off,
29:08crying in the bathroom for 10 minutes,
29:10mascara smeared all over her face,
29:12then washing up,
29:13reapplying her lipstick,
29:14and going to pick up her daughter from school.
29:16She wrote about signing the divorce papers.
29:18Her right hand didn't shake,
29:19but her left hand trembled the whole time.
29:21She hid her left hand under the table.
29:23No one saw.
29:24Every word felt like peeling off her own skin.
29:27But after the peeling,
29:28new skin grew underneath.
29:30One night at 2 a.m.,
29:31she finished the last chapter,
29:32closed her laptop,
29:33and found herself in tears.
29:35Not from sadness,
29:36because she'd finally said out loud
29:37all the things that had been weighing on her heart.
29:39They were no longer a dull ache trapped in her chest,
29:41but words on a screen,
29:43visible, tangible.
29:44That early morning,
29:45she didn't go to sleep.
29:46She took out the novel with Paul's photo
29:48from the bottom shelf,
29:49pulled the photo out,
29:50and set it aside.
29:51Underneath the novel was an even older photo,
29:53a black and white picture of her mother as a young woman,
29:56wearing two braids,
29:57standing in a wheat field.
29:58That early morning,
29:59she didn't go to sleep.
30:00She took out the novel with Paul's photo
30:02from the bottom shelf,
30:03pulled the photo out,
30:05and set it aside.
30:06Underneath the novel was an even older photo,
30:08a black and white picture of her mother as a young woman,
30:11wearing two braids,
30:12standing in a wheat field.
30:13On the back was written,
30:15Autumn 1987,
30:16Taken My Dearest Daughter.
30:18Angela recognized her mother's handwriting.
30:21After her mother died,
30:22she'd tucked the photo under the novel
30:24and never opened it again,
30:26because every time she looked at it,
30:28she would cry.
30:29But tonight,
30:29she didn't cry.
30:30She gently touched her mother's face
30:32in the photo with her finger,
30:34then tucked the photo into the front pages
30:36of her own manuscript.
30:38Mom,
30:38I'm going to publish a book.
30:40You'd probably say,
30:41can writing a book put food on the table?
30:43But I'm going to write it anyway.
30:45She imagined what her mother would say.
30:48Maybe suit yourself,
30:49or don't overdo it.
30:51But either way,
30:52it would be said with a smile.
30:55The construction site episode
30:57was Angela's most nerve-wracking one yet.
30:59She contacted a friend
31:01who worked for a construction company,
31:02and the friend set her up
31:04to experience the role of safety officer.
31:06Yellow hard hat,
31:08orange reflective vest,
31:09standing on a scaffold,
31:10looking down,
31:11more than 20 stories up.
31:13Wind whipping in from every direction,
31:15making her vest flap like a flag.
31:17Ella started crying,
31:19terrified her mom was going to fall.
31:21She stood on the ground,
31:22head tilted back,
31:24hands clenched into fists,
31:25tears streaming down her face.
31:27Angela climbed down from the scaffold
31:29and wrapped her arms around her daughter.
31:32It's okay.
31:33Mommy was hooked to a safety line up there.
31:38But I was scared.
31:42Mommy was scared too.
31:44But you do it even when you're scared,
31:46because some things mean more
31:48when you do them afraid.
31:49Ella lifted her head,
31:51tear-blurred eyes looking at her.
31:53Why?
31:54Because after you do it,
31:55you'll know it's okay to be scared.
31:58You can still move forward.
32:00The next day,
32:01when Angela picked up Ella from kindergarten,
32:04Miss Chen stopped her again.
32:05Ella's mom,
32:07something really interesting happened today.
32:09During afternoon outdoor play,
32:11one of the kids was too scared
32:13to climb the little jungle grim
32:14and stood at the bottom crying.
32:16Ella walked over,
32:18stood next to her and said,
32:19I'm scared too,
32:20but my mom says some things mean more
32:22when you do them afraid.
32:23Then she climbed up.
32:25That kid watched her go
32:26and climbed up right after her.
32:29Angela didn't know
32:30whether to laugh or cry.
32:33She's been quoting me a lot lately.
32:35She's been quoting me a lot lately.
32:37And she doesn't just talk about it,
32:39she actually does it.
32:41That's rare.
32:42The teacher crouched down
32:43and patted Ella's head.
32:45Mom, did I do the right thing to today?
32:48Angela crouched down
32:49and looked seriously
32:50into her daughter's eyes.
32:53Yes.
32:55You did the right thing.
32:57Ella pouted,
32:58but her eyes were full of laughter.
33:01Can I have two ice creams today?
33:03One.
33:04Don't push your luck.
33:06Angela held Ella
33:07as they stood at the highest point
33:08of the construction site.
33:10The setting sun dyed
33:11the entire city orange-red.
33:13The glass-borny walls
33:14of distant office buildings
33:15reflected shimmering gold.
33:17And colorful bedsheets
33:18hung to dry on the rooftops
33:19of nearby residential serifs.
33:21Direction is our old house.
33:22Over there is where Daddy lives.
33:24And that way is where we live now.
33:25Ella followed her finger,
33:27her face serious,
33:28as if attending an important lesson.
33:30She tugged Angela's collar
33:31and said softly,
33:32Does Daddy live alone?
33:34I think so.
33:36Does she cry?
33:38Angela held her daughter
33:39a little tighter.
33:40Her chin rested
33:41on top of Ella's head,
33:42her nose buried
33:43in that soft hair,
33:44smelling the strawberry
33:45lember of her shampoo.
33:46She didn't know
33:47if Paul cried.
33:48She hoped he had.
33:49Not because she hated him,
33:50but because if he hadn't,
33:51then those seven years
33:52together meant nothing.
33:54Maybe.
33:56But that's his business now.
33:58That night,
33:59Jay knocked on Angela's door.
34:00He was holding a USB drive,
34:02his expression as nervous
34:03as a school kid
34:04about to give a speech.
34:06Angela,
34:06I made something to show you.
34:08Angela opened her computer
34:09and plugged in the drive.
34:11Inside was a demo version
34:12of an app.
34:13The interface was very basic,
34:15but the features were all there.
34:17Nearby part-time jobs,
34:18second-hand item swaps,
34:20a support forum
34:21for single moms,
34:22a map of daycare center
34:23I named it Her Power.
34:25What do you think?
34:26Angela flipped through it,
34:28page by page,
34:29her nose getting more
34:30and more stringing.
34:31Jay said quickly,
34:32It's not finished yet.
34:34Lots of features
34:35still need work,
34:36but I wanted to show you first.
34:38Does your mom know
34:39you're doing this?
34:40No.
34:41She thinks I'm still at my job.
34:43You should tell her.
34:45She'd be proud of you.
34:46Jay lowered his head
34:47and pushed up his glasses.
34:48I'm afraid she'll think
34:49I'm wasting my time.
34:50It wasn't easy for her
34:51to put me through college alone.
34:52Then wait until it's done
34:54to tell her.
34:54When she sees it,
34:55she won't see a son
34:56who's wasting time.
34:57She'll see a son
34:58who made something real.
34:59Angela unplugged the USB drive
35:01and put it back in Jay's palm.
35:03Jay nodded,
35:04clutched the drive in his hand,
35:06and went back to his room.
35:08Angela's Facebook fan count
35:09was growing steadily.
35:11One day,
35:12she received a private message.
35:13The sender was a girl
35:15named Megan,
35:15whose profile picture
35:17was a sunflower.
35:18She said she was a single mom too,
35:19newly divorced,
35:21and didn't know what to do.
35:23Reading your blog makes me think,
35:25maybe I can get through this too.
35:27Angela clicked into her profile
35:28and saw her bio,
35:3028,
35:30mom of a boy,
35:32learning to live alone.
35:33She sent Megan a long reply.
35:35She wrote about how she felt
35:37on the day she was laid off.
35:38She wrote about the trembling
35:39of her hands
35:40as she signed her divorce papers.
35:42And she wrote about the older man
35:43at the subway station
35:44who,
35:45when she couldn't manage
35:46to shout out her order
35:47the first time,
35:48told her,
35:49it's okay,
35:50give it another try.
35:51As she typed the last word,
35:52she suddenly realized
35:53she wasn't someone
35:54who needs help anymore.
35:56She had become
35:57someone who can help others.
35:59That shift in identity
36:00felt more solid
36:01than any job achievement
36:02ever had.
36:03Even if I'm a little tired,
36:05it's worth it.
36:06Angela stretched her body.
36:09A week later,
36:10Angela received a large envelope.
36:12Inside was a drawing.
36:13It showed two women
36:14and a child holding hands,
36:16standing in a grassy field.
36:18The sky was blue.
36:19The sun was yellow.
36:20The grass was green.
36:22In the bottom right corner,
36:23in wobbly letters,
36:25Thank you, Angela and Ella,
36:26Megan and Tommy.
36:28On the back of the drawing,
36:29Megan had written a letter.
36:32Angela,
36:33Tommy and I moved
36:34to a new place.
36:35It's tiny,
36:36but it has windows
36:37and sunlight comes in.
36:39Tommy doesn't cry
36:40every night anymore.
36:41He said he misses his dad.
36:42I still have you.
36:43When I heard that,
36:44I cried.
36:45Not because I was sad,
36:46because I realized
36:47maybe I really can get through this.
36:49Thank you for the books
36:50you sent me.
36:51I'll live well.
36:52Angela put the drawing
36:53on the fridge door.
36:54When Ella came home
36:55from school and saw it,
36:56she asked,
36:57Who drew this?
36:59A little boy named Tommy.
37:00Why was he sad?
37:01Because his dad isn't around.
37:02Ella thought for a moment,
37:04stood on tiptoe,
37:05and touched the little boy
37:06in the drawing
37:07with her finger.
37:08Then he can come play with me.
37:10I can teach him
37:11how to talk to cats.
37:13Okay,
37:13when the chance comes,
37:15the career counseling
37:15certificate course
37:16was online.
37:17Angela squeezed in
37:18an hour or two
37:19of studying every day,
37:20sometimes on the bus,
37:21sometimes while waiting
37:22for an appointment,
37:22sometimes late at night
37:23after her daughter
37:24was asleep.
37:25The textbook was thick,
37:26full of jargon,
37:27career anchor theory,
37:28Holland's vocational interest test,
37:29career construction theory.
37:31She remembered something
37:31Paul said
37:32when they first started dating,
37:33right after college.
37:34You're the smartest girl
37:35I've ever met.
37:36You'll succeed
37:37at anything you do.
37:38Back then,
37:38she believed him,
37:39because she was young.
37:40Now she didn't believe
37:41that anymore,
37:42but she believed something else.
37:43She didn't need anyone
37:44to tell her she was smart.
37:46She knew it herself.
37:47She knew she could drag herself
37:48out of bed at 5 a.m.
37:49to announce trains.
37:50She knew she could wear rubber boots
37:52and shovel elephant dung all day.
37:54She knew she could hold back tears
37:55and pick up the pieces
37:56of her broken life,
37:57one by one.
37:59That was enough.
38:00A friend.
38:01She's helped me a lot.
38:02How has she helped you?
38:03She made me realize
38:04that some things,
38:05if you don't say them,
38:06it'll be too late.
38:07I'm sorry.
38:08Everything I said
38:08when you left three years ago,
38:09it was all wrong.
38:10Whether the marrying you
38:11was good or not,
38:11whether you got divorced,
38:12whether you're raising your kid
38:13right, it's your business.
38:14Not mine.
38:15I should have kept my mouth shut.
38:21Why was that lady crying?
38:23Because someone said
38:24I'm sorry to her.
38:26Will she forgive that person?
38:28Yes.
38:29Maybe not right now,
38:30but yes.
38:31The beach episode
38:32wasn't a job experience.
38:33It was pure vacation.
38:35Angela used her book advance
38:36to book a small seaside inn
38:37where opening the window
38:38gave her a view of the sand
38:39and the waves.
38:40Ella saw the ocean
38:40for the first time.
38:41She kicked off her shoes
38:42and ran straight into the water.
38:43The waves soaked her dress.
38:45She shrieked, ran back,
38:46then charged in again
38:47like a tireless little seagull.
38:48Angela sat on the sand,
38:50burying her feet
38:50in the warm grains.
38:52She filmed a video
38:52on her phone.
38:54In the shot,
38:54Ella squinted into the sunlight
38:56and announced loudly,
38:57Mommy says she came to the beach
39:00when she was little too
39:01with her mommy and daddy.
39:04Mom, are you happy?
39:07Angela's mother had died
39:08five years ago.
39:09Her father had remarried
39:10and moved to Florida.
39:11She suddenly felt
39:12that what she was doing now,
39:13in a way,
39:14was continuing her mother's
39:15unfinished story.
39:16Her mother had raised her alone too,
39:17moving apartments,
39:18switching schools,
39:19adapting to new lives
39:20in this city.
39:21Angela had never said
39:21thank you to her.
39:22That night,
39:23she wrote a single sentence
39:24on her blog,
39:25Thank you, Mom,
39:25even though you can't
39:26hear me anymore.
39:27She posted it
39:28and sat in the dark
39:28for a long time.
39:29Ella was already asleep,
39:31her cheek against the pillow,
39:32her mouth slightly open.
39:33Angela reached out
39:34and brushed the stray hairs
39:35from her face,
39:35her touch as light
39:36as if afraid of breaking something.
39:37A year later,
39:38Angela made a difficult decision
39:40to take Ella to the city
39:42where her ex-husband,
39:43Paul, lived.
39:43It wasn't part of her
39:44job experience plan
39:45or even her life plan.
39:47She'd been avoiding it
39:48like a tiny splinter
39:49stuck under her skin.
39:50It didn't hurt
39:51unless you touched it,
39:52but you always knew
39:53it was there.
39:54But she'd done so many things already
39:55even though she was scared.
39:57This one shouldn't be an exception.
39:58Paul had moved
39:59to the next city over,
40:00a two-hour drive away.
40:02Angela didn't tell him
40:03she was coming.
40:04She parked outside
40:05Paul's apartment building,
40:06a grayish-white building
40:07with peeling paint
40:08and a few bags of trash
40:10by the entrance.
40:11She hesitated
40:11for a full ten minutes
40:12until Ella asked
40:14from the back seat,
40:15Mom, are we there yet?
40:16We're here.
40:18She took Ella upstairs
40:20and rang the bell.
40:21The door opened.
40:23Paul stood there in sweats,
40:25his hair a mess,
40:26a few days' worth
40:26of stubble on his face.
40:28He wasn't even 35 yet,
40:30but he looked
40:30more than five years older.
40:32He froze,
40:33his lips parting slightly,
40:34as if he wanted
40:35to say something
40:35but didn't know where to start.
40:36Tila wanted to see you.
40:39Ella.
40:40Ella hesitated
40:41for a few seconds.
40:42During those moments,
40:44the hallway fell silent.
40:45Then, she handed over
40:46the rabbit doll.
40:47Paul took the old rabbit,
40:49the one missing an eye,
40:50and pressed it
40:51against his chest,
40:52saying nothing.
40:53But his eyes were red-rimmed.
40:54Angela didn't go in.
40:56She let Ella stay
40:57in Paul's apartment
40:57for an hour.
40:58She went downstairs
40:59and sat on a bench
40:59in the small courtyard garden.
41:01The garden was tiny,
41:02just a crooked tree
41:03and a few straggy bushes.
41:04An old man walked by
41:05with a fat corgi.
41:06The corgi stopped
41:07to sniff her shoe,
41:08then got tugged away.
41:09Angela looked at her hands.
41:10Her nails were cut short,
41:11her jubbles a bit rough
41:12from all the typing.
41:13She thought about everything
41:14these hands had done.
41:14changed diapers,
41:15wiped tears,
41:16chopped vegetables,
41:17watered plants,
41:17pressed the microphone button
41:18at the subway station,
41:19typed 300,000 words
41:20for her blog,
41:21carried her 5-year-old daughter
41:22through countless dark streets.
41:23An hour later,
41:24Ella walked out
41:25of the apartment building
41:26by herself.
41:27She was still holding
41:28the rabbit plushie,
41:29but now it had a red ribbon
41:30tied around its neck.
41:31Paul had put it there.
41:32Paul stood at the door,
41:33not following her down,
41:35just watching and zing
41:36from a distance.
41:37One foot inside
41:38the P threshold,
41:39one foot out.
41:40What did you talk about?
41:41Ella thought for a moment.
41:43He cried.
41:43Did you cry?
41:45No.
41:45I told him I live with Mommy now,
41:47I have a friend named Jay,
41:49and I've been to so many places.
41:51He didn't seem to know me anymore.
41:53Angela tucked her daughter's stray hair
41:55behind her ear.
41:56It's not that he doesn't know you,
41:58he just hasn't seen you
41:59in a long time.
42:00Ella thought about that
42:01for a moment,
42:01then let the subject drop.
42:02She leaned against Angela's shoulder
42:04and whispered,
42:04Mom, let's go home.
42:06On the drive back,
42:07Angela pulled over at a rest stop,
42:09bought a bottle of water,
42:11and stood by the car drinking it.
42:12Ella was asleep in the back seat,
42:14the rabbit plushie with its red ribbon
42:15lying tilted in her lap.
42:17Angela looked at the gray-blue horizon
42:19and remembered Paul standing at the door.
42:21It wasn't that he didn't want to come in,
42:22he was too scared.
42:23Scared to take responsibility,
42:25scared to face failure,
42:26scared to say I can't do this.
42:27So he said you're too strong and left.
42:29She used to hate him for that.
42:31Not anymore.
42:31Because she used to be that way too.
42:33Afraid to say I need you.
42:34Afraid to say I can't do this anymore.
42:35Afraid to admit that she was also scared.
42:37They were both scared.
42:38She just chose to keep moving,
42:40even while scared.
42:41He chose to stop because he was scared.
42:43She said into the air,
42:44I don't hate you anymore,
42:46but I'm not waiting for you either.
42:51On the drive back,
42:52Ella fell asleep in her car seat.
42:54The rabbit plushie with its red ribbon
42:55lay tilted in her lap.
42:57The car was quiet,
42:58just the low hum of the engine
42:59and the soft whirr of tires on pavement.
43:01Angela drove.
43:02The radio tuned to a podcast
43:04where the host was talking about
43:05the meaning of a gap year.
43:06A gap year isn't about running away.
43:08It's about rediscovering yourself.
43:09Lots of people take one in their early 20s,
43:12travel, work odd jobs,
43:13try out different lifestyles.
43:14But a gap year isn't age-specific.
43:16Anyone, at any age,
43:17can hit pause and ask themselves,
43:19what do I really want?
43:20Who else can I become?
43:21Angela gripped the steering wheel,
43:22her eyes on the endless highway stretching ahead.
43:24She suddenly realized,
43:25this wasn't just a gap year.
43:27It was a long, slow goodbye.
43:28Goodbye to the Angela
43:29who put all her hope in other people.
43:30Goodbye to the Angela
43:31who thought marriage was a safe harbor.
43:32Goodbye to the Angela
43:33who sat in her office cubicle
43:34pretending everything was fine.
43:35When the goodbye was over,
43:36she didn't cry.
43:37When she got home,
43:38Angela found the living room light on.
43:40Jay was sitting on the sofa,
43:41and next to him was a huge cardboard box.
43:44His face wore an expression
43:45she'd never seen before.
43:47Not calm, not nervous,
43:48but an excitement about to burst out.
43:50Angela walked over to the box
43:51and picked up a flare.
43:52It had a simple logo,
43:54a woman with her arms open,
43:55the sun behind her.
43:56The tagline read,
43:57Every mother deserves to be seen.
43:58I want you to write a recommendation for me,
44:00for the app Splingscreen.
44:02You're publishing a book, right?
44:03I can put it in there
44:04as a recommended resource.
44:05Angela looked at him,
44:06this big kid in thick glasses
44:08and a plaid shirt who never smiled.
44:10Right now, his eyes were shining.
44:14Okay, I'll write it tonight.
44:15Angela finished her final exam
44:17for the career counseling certificate.
44:18Walking out of the exam hall,
44:20the sun was just right.
44:21In front of the building stood a ginkgo tree,
44:23most of its leaves already golden.
44:25She stood under the tree,
44:26opened her phone,
44:27and scrolled to her mother's WeChat chat.
44:29The last message was from five years ago,
44:32the day before her mother died,
44:33I'll bring you some pickled radish.
44:35Then she turned off the phone
44:36and looked up at the sky.
44:37The sky was blue,
44:38the clouds were white,
44:40and the ginkgo leaves rustled in the wind.
44:42She remembered her mother's last words
44:43before she died,
44:44You take care of yourself.
44:45Now she could answer her.
44:46Angela did something
44:47she hadn't done in five years.
44:48She went to her mother's grave.
44:50Her mother's headstone was simple,
44:51inscribed with her name and the dates.
44:53Angela crouched down
44:54and brushed the fallen leaves
44:55off the stone with her hand.
44:56She took out the shell
44:57she'd picked up at the beach
44:58and placed it in front of the headstone.
45:00Mom, I passed
45:01that career counseling certificate.
45:03You said studying that was useless,
45:05but I got it anyway.
45:06I got divorced.
45:07You'd probably say I told you
45:08he wasn't a good man,
45:09but you got divorced too, didn't you?
45:11You raised me by yourself.
45:13I can do it too.
45:14I have to go back.
45:15Ella is waiting for me at home.
45:17Don't worry about me.
45:18I'm really okay.
45:19She took a few steps,
45:20then looked back.
45:21The setting sun had turned
45:22the headstone gold
45:23and the shell glowed
45:24a faint white in the light.
45:25She suddenly felt
45:26that maybe her mother
45:27could really hear her.
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