C12 CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER TWELVE

JUST been tossed in the deep end. Now I only have to learn how to swim, and fast, or else be swallowed by sharks.

At four-thirty, I glance again at the little clock at the bottom of my computer screen. I’ve almost survived my first day of work. And it’s been, well… exceedingly normal. Except for the not wearing a shirt for the first half of a day