“I understand,” he said, “that earlier this week, Justin Abernathy terminated your employment, and gave you four hundred dollars as severance.

Is that accurate?”

“Yes, sir,” I said, and the shame of it stung all over again.

“Eighteen years, and one week’s pay.

But I didn’t want to make trouble, so I gathered my things and I left.”

“I expected as much from young Justin,” Samuel said, and I heard a heavy sigh come down the line.