....he was up to something....I interrupted the girls jabbering, “ Hey.... Im the assistant manager, just call me Daxx, welcome to our little corner...of hell” I laughed “ I guess we'll start your training tomorrow, Ill see you then”I walked toward the break room, I gave Nick, a look that would kill as I passed his office, he pretended not to notice as he looked at some paperwork, yeah....somethings up...The next day, I took my lil emo friend under my wing, keep your friends close, your enemies. While she transferred her supplies over to Tilly's trailer, I took a little walk about the immediate vicinity to see what I could find. I found the floor of the lot covered in beds of various ground berries. Most were either eaten by the local wildlife or well past the point of human consumption. I did spot a few wild strawberries growing in a patch near the edge of the tree line and tried a couple of the berries that were still on the plant. They were still edible and sweet to the taste. I. “Would you like to get a drink?”“Sure! We could go back to my house and hang out if you like.”Gary looked at her with a grin. He just met this woman and she’s inviting him back to her house. How lucky was he! Why would she want to bring a stranger home? Why was she at a train station all by herself dressed to kill?He wasn’t going to complain and was just going to go home with her. He was sure that all the answers he had would be revealed to him.“Sure, I’d love to go with you.”“Great! My. I was wrong. It got much worse. The athletic director had retired a month earlier and still hadn't been replaced so the Kentucky Board of Regents jumped the gun and force fed an idiot to the UK athletic department. I don't mince words often, but I don't hurl pejoratives randomly either.The new coach was a bona fide Grade-A moron. Ed Hemphill was hired shortly after Coach Brown announced his decision. UK literally could have hand-picked any coach it wanted and instead the university chose to.