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When I stepped
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misery, Darlene
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You better
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wants to
see you in her office in thirty minutes.
" Ninety minutes
and four cups of coffee
later,
feeling like a wide-awake dishrag, I knocked at Sheila's
door and waited
for an answer.
"You're late," Sheila announced with a frown as I
entered her
office.
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than never," I stood before her desk.
"
Better never late,
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"
Care for a nip of
brandy to celebrate?" She reached into the desk drawer and
produced two shot glasses
followed by a flask of
amber-gold
homemade liquor.
"
Yes, and thank you.
" Maybe a
little of the
hair of the
dog which bit me would
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I took a
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spirits seeped into my tired bones.
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Sheila held the
glass in
both hands as she took a sip and
studied me.
"You
look like
shit, too much
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much weed and booze.
" I took another sip of the beverage I tried to
find a
comfortable position in the seat.
"Too much sex?" Sheila
asked with a wink followed by an odd grin of inquiry.
“I
don't know.
You'll
have to ask them.
I passed out in
the second hand of
strip-poker," I
said pointing my
thumb over my
shoulder in the general
direction of our
sleeping quarters.
"Interesting," Sheila said
with an amused smile as she scribbled a
note on the
old-fashioned, green,
ink-felt blotter
that covered much of her desk.
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