A Break

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"When do you come in tomorrow?"
"I don't."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I really don't."
"Well, I need you to come in."
-Silence-
My head fills...

I need this break. I need time away from everyone worrying and talking about the oil spill every day. I need time away from the general public. Work has become a place that reeks of tension. Numbers aren't being met and the news is being played over the sports. Talk of joining clean up crews and seminars and classes with huge money as bonuses followed by rumors of sickness within months, cancer within years. Pictures of pelicans mired in muck, cell phone photos of tar balls being shoved in faces. Water spouts forming blocks away and thunder accompanying the specials being shouted over the rain for days on end. Standing water and screaming frogs serenade the walk to the car, nightly. Bussers playing with king snakes in the parking lot littered with newspapers covered in articles written about what else, the spill... The Event.

Eyes lock and seriousness is measured with a glance. His eyes leave mine first. I smile triumphantly and reply, slowly.
"No. You. Don't"

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