The pastor’s back.  He came in at nine thirty–his office hours begin at nine–and asked me where the babies were.

Babies?

Yes! Babies!

What babies?

The daycare.  The daycare’s up and running, right?

It’s not.  If it were, the babies would be in the daycare and not in my, you know, paper cupboard.  Do you need something from there?

Nooo.  Just looking.  Why isn’t the daycare running?

There were… delays.

Delays?

Yeah.  Talk to Daycare Lady about them, won’t you?

I would like a new job, please.

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