Autumn, 12 years ago
It was the fall of 2012 in Austin. Sarah, a graduate student, met a man at a friend’s barbecue party. Daniel Coleman, a man with a warm smile who listened attentively to the end of what people had to say. She still vividly remembers the look on Daniel’s face when he said, “I really like the way you talk. The only thing that remained like a small thorn in her memory was the fact that Daniel was out of his seat that night and on a long phone call. His face was perfectly natural as he smiled and said, “It’s a work call.”
