DreamWeaverChapter 13
The plant was starting to empty out as people started moving to Alabama for their transfer. We really weren’t producing much of anything at this point anyway. Most of the orders were staggered to give a little downtime over Christmas. I was presiding over a skeleton crew and we were preparing to shut down the plant already. By mid-January, I’d either be out of a job or on my way to Mobile. Given how my life here was, Mobile was starting to sound better and better. Hell, that teaching hospital...