Midlife crisis Stories

If I ever thought I’d have a reason to remember meeting Darcy, it would be for the little stunt she pulled. I had no idea that would end up being the least memorable thing about her. “Hey,” she said, looking down at an iPad, flicking her finger across the screen. “You Dean?” I wasn’t expecting anyone. I don’t even know how she got into the office. Unplanned visits weren’t really a thing in my business. She was just at my...