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Break

“Whatchu you in for?” she asked. “They said I need a break,” I replied. “Oh,” she said. “That guy thinks he’s Jesus. What room you in?” I looked toward the whispering man and shrugged, “They’re still making the bed.” DONNA! THIS WAY! I followed the yeller. My room had four beds. DROP YOUR THINGS THERE AND HEAD TO THAT OFFICE! In the office I told the doctor I’d relax better alone, and I hadn’t known we shared rooms. “Dinner is at 5:30.” As I walked out to start that break I needed, Jesus asked me if I had a cigarette.

Donna Woods managed security for major events. Eventually, she led a team securing high-risk sites. Now she occasionally consults and does contracted private investigating. TikTok: @cat_farmer

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