Well, a real crappy job working at a crappy little liquor store for probably not much more than minimum wage, but a job offer was a job offer. After b...ing out of work for over three months (not counting a few temp jobs that never lasted more than a few days and a couple aborted efforts at some absolute dumps that simply were not worth it) and living off the tiny amount of money she'd saved for her aborted move to South Carolina while driving herself mad with boredom Hayley was willing to take. Then, one morning, everything changed. Elizabeth’s side of the bed was cold; the skin was pale and clammy. And it didn’t move when Elsa shook her. Elsa wrapped her body around Elizabeth’s still, unmoving form, trying to coax the skin back to life. Soft kisses and gentle touches did nothing. The skin on Elizabeth’s face didn’t twitch back into a meaningful expression. Her chest didn’t rise and fall with breath. No warmth came back into any part of her.Elsa examined every inch of skin on the dead. Brad wasn’t sure what this was about but he asked Bernice to call Ed and say that would it be okay for him to come at that time.When Ed came to the clinic and Brad met him he saw a man of average height who was somewhere in his mid-fifties. The warm smile on his face for some reason gave Brad the impression that he was an honest man.After shaking hands Ed came right to point saying, “We just moved to Lake Lancer because the wife wanted to be closer to our daughter’s family and the two. Still going. I knew E. fairly well by way of J. I felt a rush of embarrassment asE. started to emerge up the stairs which was a little ironic. Before she was all the way up, she could see what was happening. Her face looked a little surprised, and she lips pursed together. “Hi E.,” J. said with a little laugh. “So you did decide to do it! You’re still doing it! Guess I’m early - or maybe just in time!” said E. as she made it to the balcony deck. My friend and I exchanged puzzled glances. I was.