Listening to the charges against me, I didn’t like what I heard. The allegations sounded damning, even though my crimes were just innocent omissions. The fact that these men, especially Peter, were taking them seriously made me feel guilty as charged.
“So I suppose I’m fired?” I asked.
“As far as Liggett and Kline are concerned, you are,” he said.
“And you?”
“If you were willing to apologize for your latest outburst he said, and willing to submit to a period of correction, I imagine that I might influence the committee’s decision.”
The instant Peter referred to the “period of correction,” my heart started beating rapidly and my loins took a sudden lurch. I didn’t like the feeling, but I could almost tell what my fate would be, and could see myself willingly walking toward it.
“Is tha
