”“OK, I remember. You said the bank and the receiver were keeping the current employees busy, what else is there?”“Many of the employees feel ...he company has no future and are looking for alternatives. They might not want to do so, but they’ve families to feed and mortgages to pay. There’s also some frustration because their profit sharing / pension fund was raided by the sons at the end.”“That was stupid.”“I agree, and I suspect the brothers may see jail time for their actions.”“So, bottom. But a nasty certainty dawned on him, he was sure this woman had been abused, and badly. He hoped that Greg wasn’t the piece of shit who’d done it, because it would change a lot of things he thought he knew about the man’s relationship with Andrea. Greg’s mouth turned downward, as if he were working up an angry response to Jahn’s outburst, but strangely he held his tongue, though his eyes broadcasted sheer outrage. Instead, he raised a calming hand to the woman’s shoulder. The fear in her eyes. "Yeah?" I smiled at her reflection."Uh-huh," Carla giggled. "You're a serious pussy licker now, Pissie. See ya later." Kay. Bye." I watched Carla go.And then in the afternoon, sitting in my freshman psych class, Heather tossed me a little note. Well, didn't toss it. We were in a little lecture hall, with like 40 students and she was a couple rows up and a bunch of chairs over, so she had our classmates pass the note from one to another to me."I have to go to the bathroom."That was all it said. "Your usual room." She smiled, and it changed her appearance completely. I had thought she was good looking although her unhappiness clouded her face before. Now I had to admit she was very attractive."Thank you Mrs. Winton." I have reverted to my maiden name now, it's Miss Grainger. It helped dispel ... well you know." I nodded."Yes. I understand." Please call me Millie though." And I am Greg. When people use the name Mr. Hammond I look around to see if my father has crept up without me.