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May
20
I
’
ve
been
fired
from
my
job
at
the
bakery
.
I
know
it
was
foolish
of
me
to
hang
on
to
the
past
,
but
there
was
something
about
the
place
with
its
white
brick
walls
browned
by
oven
heat
.
.
.
It
was
home
to
me
.
What
did
I
do
to
make
them
hate
me
so
?
I
can
’
t
blame
Donner
.
He
’
s
got
to
think
of
his
busi
ness
,
and
the
other
employees
.
And
yet
,
he
’
s
been
closer
to
me
than
a
father
.
He
called
me
into
his
office
,
cleared
the
statements
and
bills
off
the
solitary
chair
beside
his
roll
-
top
desk
,
and
without
looking
up
at
me
,
he
said
,
"
I
’
ve
been
meaning
to
talk
to
you
.
Now
is
as
good
a
time
as
any
.
"
It
seems
foolish
now
,
but
as
I
sat
there
staring
at
him
—
short
,
chubby
,
with
the
ragged
light
-
brown
mous
tache
comically
drooping
over
his
upper
lip
—
it
was
as
if
both
of
me
,
the
old
Charlie
and
the
new
,
were
sitting
on
that
chair
,
frightened
at
what
Old
Mr
.
Donner
was
going
to
say
.
"
Charlie
,
your
Uncle
Herman
was
a
good
friend
of
mine
.
I
kept
my
promise
to
him
to
keep
you
on
the
job
,
good
times
and
bad
,
so
that
you
didn
’
t
ever
want
for
a
dol
lar
in
your
pocket
and
a
place
to
lay
your
head
without
being
put
away
in
that
home
.
"
"
The
bakery
is
my
home
—
"
"
And
I
treated
you
like
my
own
son
who
gave
up
his
life
for
his
country
.
And
when
Herman
died
—
how
old
were
you
?
seventeen
?
more
like
a
six
-
year
-
old
boy
—
I
swore
to
myself
.
.
.
I
said
,
Arthur
Donner
,
as
long
as
you
got
a
bakery
and
a
business
over
your
head
,
you
’
re
going
to
look
after
Charlie
.
He
is
going
to
have
a
place
to
work
,
a
bed
to
sleep
in
,
and
bread
in
his
mouth
.
When
they
committed
you
to
that
Warren
place
,
I
told
them
how
you
would
work
for
me
,
and
I
would
take
care
of
you
.
You
didn
’
t
spend
even
one
night
in
that
place
.
I
got
you
a
room
and
I
looked
after
you
.
Now
,
have
I
kept
that
solemn
promise
?
"
I
nodded
,
but
I
could
see
by
the
way
he
was
folding
and
unfolding
his
bills
that
he
was
having
trouble
.
And
as
much
as
I
didn
’
t
want
to
know
—
I
knew
.
"
I
’
ve
tried
my
best
to
do
a
good
job
.
I
’
ve
worked
hard
.
.
.
"
