“How were you able to get me four 
days off? I thought I needed thirty    
days’ notice first?”                   
     “Anything less than a week,       
Sherrie can override it, and that’s how
you got four days off,” she said, and  
then quickly changed the subject by    
pointing to the Entrance to Hell.      
     “The only thing you’re missing is 
Bigfoot and a dissected alien,” she    
said and smiled innocently.            
     Something didn’t sound right. She 
was hiding something, but I went along 
with the joke for a minute, “Haven’t   
you heard? There are some people who   
think Bigfoot is really an alien from  
outer space.”                          
     “Since when?”                     
     “Since I watched this documentary 
last night, and guess what?” I said,   
* lowering my voice so Alicia had to lean  
in a little closer.                    
     She did and also asked in a       
whisper, “What?”                       
     “You told Sherrie about what      
happened, didn’t you?”                 
     “Well...”                         
     “You want me to believe, that     
Sherrie gave me four days off and      
didn’t even ask why.”                  
     “Well...”                         
     “You just walked into her office, 
demanded I get four days, and she just 
gave them to me.”                      
     “Ok, ok, I told her about what    
happened, but I didn’t tell anyone     
else, and it’s been hard. Besides, you 
know Sherrie can keep a secret.”       
     “Yeah, I know,” I said, because I 
did know.                              



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