Arthur sipped noisily on his water, and looked up at me, sitting in my chair as if he should be the one sitting behind the desk. I shuffled some paperwork, my hands shaking violently, and finally he broke the silence.
'Dan. Can I call you Dan?'
'Yes sir.'
Call me anything. Just let me keep my job.
'Dan. You've been here longer than anyone else. We've seen employees come and go but you've stayed decidedly loyal. Why is that?'
I swallowed. In spite of drinking copious amounts of water I still felt parched. I coughed.
'Uh, well it's no secret that I'm passionate about what I do. I mean, I was...'
I broke off, wondering why I'd said that and as usual Arthur's facial expressions gave nothing away.
'I know all about your impending divorce. I know about your issues with custody over your
