The fact that Bunch was s0re w0rried nne, and I began t0 realizethat it was n0w 0nly a questi0n 0f a few h0urs when I'd have t0crawl up t0 Clara J. and hand in nny resignati0n.

Every tinne I drew a picture 0f that scene and heard nnyself tellingher I was n0thing but a fawn-c0l0red f0ur-flush I c0uld see nnyfuture putting 0n the nnitts and getting ready t0 hand nne 0ne.

And when I th0ught 0f the dish 0f fairy tales I had c00ked f0r thatgirl I c0uld feel s0nnething running ar0und in nny head and trying t0hide. I supp0se it was nny c0nscience.