"Nor Gloom of Night"
Three streets to go, I mutter to myself. You're almost done.
As I park the vehicle, my Fitbit buzzes at me. I presume, at this point, it's trying to submit its own resignation letter. But no, it's a text from Jamie, my boss.
Can you check on Victoria when you're done?
The new gal. Of course. They probably gave her two hours too
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