The clock on the wall has also been there thirty years. It is a small wooden clock with a pendulum, like a baby Grandfather clock. The glass front doo... of the oak cabinet revealed the brass mechanism behind the gold face. Every Monday morning I put the brass key in and wound the clock up to ensure it stayed in time. Tic toc, tic toc, tic toc... every day for thirty years it echoed in my office.I remembered having to explain the Roman numerals to the younger staff members. They would look at me. I stayed there a while till I got tired of being pinned on my back. Then I started tapping Scott, poking him trying to wake him. Finally I got his attention and he woke up looking down at me. He kissed me and smiled at me but still looked drunk. “I need to go home,” I told him and it took a minute for that to register but he finally got off me and let me get up. I searched around and found my clothes and told him goodnight and headed for home. It was the middle of the night so I walked. More

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