“I hope you don’t have any plans for the weekend, Marley, because we’re going to the movies.” I scooped up my precious pet and bopped him on the nose. “If anyone at the theater asks, you’re my emotional support animal, which we both know is true.”
The lights of my apartment glistened in the reflection of the darkened windows. I couldn’t have been happier to be off duty. The phrase TGIF certainly meant a lot when you spent your week with cranky political folk while trying to understand the making of the man employing you. Getting rid of Annie was a good call, but today’s experiences with Jay had only puzzled me more. The man seemed to have multiple personalities. His fluxing behavior continued to vex me. It was like I was going after a target in a funhouse full of mirrors. One week in, and
