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personal slave I bought yesterday. He was already injured so I had to take him to the all-night clinic on 42 nd Street…” he stopped as Alexa made a noise. “Was that wrong?”
     
      “Those butchers won’t even dispense pain med ication .”
     
       “I know! I stayed with Jeremy and made sure they gave him pain meds, but he seems to have developed a pretty high fever and an infection. Could Tom maybe, make a house call? And listen, if he can’t, you’re still going to get your job back. I’m so sorry I’ve been so out of it for the past…well, I guess it’s been a long time."
     
        Alexa was quiet. “Is this really Evan James?”
     
         “I swear. Why? "
     
    “I didn’t know you could be like this. Sandy kept telling me that you were actually a really nice guy, but I just…”
     
    “Couldn’t see it, huh.”  Evan winced. “Yeah, well you weren’t alone. That’s part of the reason Dad’s making me take a break. I promise I’ll tell you about it when we’re all back to work. So—Tom?”
     
    “I’ll call him. I’m sure he won’t mind. What happened to Jeremy?”
     
    Evan fumed again. He heard his voice shake as he explained. “A customer sampled him , you know what I mean, right?  He tore him up. He needed eight stitches. If I had just been there ten minutes earlier...”
     
    *****
     
    Alexa caught her breath. First of all, she had always perceived Evan as an unfeeling robot. She had never heard him say anything at all to her, except, “that’s unacceptable behavior; clean out your desk, you’re fired,” even though she had worked nearly beside h im for three years. She had he ard everyone lament the drastic ch ange in him since the death of his life partner. She gathered               the death had been long and ugly. Still , she hated him. She couldn’t reconcile her experience with the vibrant man speaking to her over the phone . A man so very worried about the well-being of another. A slave no less. She couldn’t have been m or e surprised if she had woken to find a unicorn standing in her b edroom.
     
    “I’ll call Tom right now. It will take him about an hour
                 
    “ Tell him I’m trying to keep him hydrated.”
     
    “Okay, Mr. James.”
     
    " I’m going to call Human Resources right now. When do you want to start again?”
     
    “Well….I could get there today.”
     
    Evan smiled. She could actually hear it.
     
    “Today it is then. If there’s any problem, I’ll call you back.”
     
    Chapter Eight
     
    Evan immediately called Diana in Human Resources who seemed stunned to hear from him. Even though he was on suspension, Diana agreed to reactivate Alexa immediately. On a hunch, Evan asked her to reinstate her retroactively citing his poor mental state and his lack of any real intent to fire her. Diana hesitated a minute, but then even agreed to that; promising that she could have a check with Alexa’s back wages waiting for her, when she got into work that morning. Then Diana timidly told him that it was good to have him back. Evan wondered what kind of monster he had turned into. He decided that he needed to make amends to as many people as he possibly could. In the meantime, he needed to take care of Jeremy.
     
    He took a quick shower, shaved and dressed before going in to see Jeremy. It didn’t occur to him that he cared about how he looked more than usual this morning.
     
    Jeremy sat up slightly in his bed, pillows piled behind him, poking at some scrambled eggs.
     
    “Those won’t do you any good sitting on the plate.”
     
    Jeremy smiled up at him slightly. “How much of this do I need to eat before I take any pain pills, do you think?”
     
    “I really don’t know. Did you eat the toast?”
     
    “Yeah. I could get that down.”
     
    “That should be all right. How bad is the pain?”
     
    Jeremy looked at him. “On a scale of one to ten? I guess about seven.”
     
    Evan winced in