Severance Package
Straw snuck out of the house, hiding behind a tree. “Mrs. Henderson,” he called out softly.
No answer.
“Mrs. Hen-nnnn-der-rrrrrr-son,” he repeated, his voice carrying further this time.
No response.
“I think it’s safe,” he shouted to the house.
“Humph.” Thunderfunk stalked onto the front walk. “I’m sure she will return. Let us depart post haste. And fire the guard.”
“Let me guess. Out of a cannon?”
“Actually, I wanted you to terminate his employment. But I like your idea better.”
“But...” Straw watched his boss walk away. Shaking his head, he walked towards the guard’s booth. The good news for the guard was that technically he was going to keep his job.
Assuming he survived.
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