Chapter 9
His reflection stared back at him, the dark glass hiding the anger that glittered in Erik’s eyes. Greg’s constant harassment was wearing him down, and he was afraid of what he might do if it continued. Now as he removed the dark glasses, he looked himself over, making sure his overalls were appropriately loose and hanging. Since too much of his face was showing, he reached up, and pulled his hair forward and shook it so it would hang down just right. When he had the look he wanted, he opened the door and began his pretended shuffle down the hall and into the bull pin.
He saw that the morning show was off to a rip-roaring start and everyone seemed busy. He shuffled over to the little closet and pulled out his broom and dustpan. When he pushed the door closed, he looked up and sa
