S. K. convened us all and presented us with checks. Apparently some part of the company had just been sold and we were all entitled to payouts. At first I misread mine, thinking it was just over $1,000. I was vaguely disappointed. Then I realized it was for $174,000. J. P. asked how much it was and I showed him. He said that it made sense; I was supposed to get the biggest share. I felt guilty, thinking I didn’t really deserve it. Still, I began to fantasize about what this might mean for my family—we could afford some luxuries, go on more vacations, maybe even buy a better home. S. then led us to a bar for a celebratory drink. I wondered if it should be on me but I let it be on him.