On Saturday, her shift worked overtime, with the promise of a day off on Sunday. But at the end of the Saturday shift, the supervisors decided they were falling too far behind on the new product, and told them they would have to work overtime on Sunday as well, if the company was to meet the Amer...
There’s no avoiding what’s to come. He leaves Dr. Thompson waiting on the boardwalk across the street and strides through the mud over to me, his face a fury, his voice booming. “George, where the hell have you been? Your mam’s worried sick.” “I spent the night at the Harknesses’,” I say. “What h...