Sherry stays on your case all week, jumping on you whenever the phone rings. “Maybe it’s for you,” she jeers, but it never is. Now when you sit down for a minute, she yells at you, finding something that needs to be done, and when you sneak something to eat she’s there, writing up a ticket to put it on your tab. You think maybe she’s jealous, because no one ever comes to visit her at work. Or maybe Kevin’s told her to keep you in line, or it’s her job.
Whatever the reason, you’re hounded constantly at work, and if you disliked the job before, you loathe it now. You’ve counted down the days until you go back to school, and you can’t wait for classes to begin. There’s so much more to do up at school, so many more places to go.
Then you remember Miranda said she’s going to Mason, and camp
