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I Thought I Was a Successful Father—Until I Came Home Early One Day

I came home early that afternoon because the meeting in Zurich had been canceled without warning. For once, I didn’t call ahead. No assistant. No driver waiting outside. Just me, my briefcase, and the quiet idea that I might surprise my family.

I remember thinking, Maybe this is what normal fathers do. They just… come home.

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