As usual, Pauly came to visit on the last Sunday of the month.
At first, as usual, their conversation was light. Then, Cam led it to a subject she’d been thinking about all month. “I hear you’re getting a new boss,” she said.
It took Pauly a moment to realize she was referring to the recent presidential election. “Yes,” he acknowledged. “There was quite a big deal about it.”
“Anyone worried?” she asked.
“Well, you know how it is. No one’s ever completely sure until the takeover is complete, but the upper brass seems to think that there’ll be too much concern about the overseas business to worry about the local stuff.”
“What does Dickey have to say?”
Pauly laughed. “He says that the big guy probably doesn’t even know we exist. He doesn’t seemed concerned at all.”
Cam sat back with a
