“I got it,” I said, barely containing my excitement. “Director. They made it official today.”
He looked up.
No smile. No pride. No congratulations.
Just a small, mocking curl of his mouth.
“I don’t care about your job,” he said.
For a moment, I thought I had heard him wrong.
He leaned back in his chair, folded his arms, and continued. “Tomorrow my mother and sister are moving in with us, and you’ll be the one taking care of them. That’s far more important than your career.”