Punctures, Wounds

The drugstore clerks laugh at their senior coworker with the stupid name. At the register they stand and chant it repeatedly—“Frethra, Frethra, Frethra”—and then crack up. They jeer when Frethra waddles over to remind them she’s got seniority, and seniority deserves some kind of respect.

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