of strangers and leave with business cards, invitations, and someone offering him an opportunity.
At first, I admired that.
After our wedding, we moved to Charleston because Drew wanted to grow his financial consulting business.
I worked in regulatory compliance for a regional investment company.
My job wasn’t glamorous.
I reviewed contracts.
Transactions.
Internal procedures.
Documentation.
The sort of details most people would find painfully boring.
Drew used to joke about it.
“You spend your whole life looking for commas in contracts.”
I would laugh.
“And those commas keep companies