My paranoia continues to run deep.
It is possible to read anything, and mistakenly put pieces
together that don’t belong.
This has less to do with her than it has to do with our
former temporary boss, who tried to sell me on the idea that he is considering taking
a job with R’s campaign, something made more believable by the fact that she is
likely working with R already.
I have to assume that this is merely a trap since our former
temporary boss said nothing to D, our Hometown writer, looking to see if the
questionable item actually appears in GA’s blog.
Then, right after his cancer surgery, I get a call out of
the blue from his wife, asking me to bring him the disability papers from our
Hometown office.
The office gossip and office bookkeeper already assumed I
would be picking up the papers and had them ready, along with his paycheck,
which they claimed would be his last when I assumed it would be his most recent
until he recovers.
Still, the minor statement got me to wondering.
All this got even weirder when I got to his house and was
told the disability papers weren’t his idea, but one of the owners’, who had
called him to tell him he was eligible, something somewhat out of character for
our female owner, but then she may have felt sorry for him since she also
recently had a bout with cancer.
Meanwhile, our former temporary boss had a relapse. The
healing didn’t go as expected and he had to go back for a few more hours of treatment
-- no, nothing out of jars – but he was still groggy when I showed up. He did
not indicate his leaving our office. And I call to one of the other bosses at
the paper uncovered no hint of this either, further suggesting that his
statements over dinner before going off to surgery were indeed a part of a
trap.
But this may not be the only trap.
Yesterday, I noticed a copy of the lawsuit filed against GA
sitting on D’s desk. When I asked D about it, he said he intended to print an
update about the suit – possibly because GA had introduced herself at one of
the public meetings both of them attended.
All this seemed a little suspicious, but I shrugged it off
until today when the man who filed the suit called me to spin me about
something else.
Since I had never spoken to the man prior to this, something
in the back of my brain screamed “watch out!”
I also suspect this call was also intended to get back to GA
and to appear in her blog, this person like our former temporary boss, assuming
I would carry tales back to her, which I did not.
I called the congressman’s PR person instead to warn her
that one of her close friends, a former state Senator, appeared to be under
attack as well. Then I called D to tell him about the man calling me.
“The man better watch out,” I said. “If this back stabbing
stuff gets out, she may just win her lawsuit.”
D sounded very uncomfortable, then turned off his phone, furthering
my suspicions that he may well be in league with those going after GA.
I keep thinking he may be doing this on behalf of our poet,
since he clearly is as infatuated with her as our former temporary boss. But I
can’t prove that.
Meanwhile, our poet posted two new poems, which may or may
not be part of all this. I’ll have to look more closely at them before I come
to any conclusions.
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