Went out with someone from work last night after all. We didn't say much about the situation in the office, either of us. We did drink, though. She says she's a beer girl. All right then.
Came into work early today, and regretting it now. Everyone's quieter than usual. Tense, maybe. Twice as much work to get done, and it feels like half as much help. Although, could be true -- people keep ducking in and out to fix "the problem."
The investigations into the accident don't seem to need much from me. It's probably the more advanced professionals confined to the Village, anyway, and people with more experience. Still. It's reassuring to think whatever caused the explosion (because they do say it was an explosion that did it), it was something Ed and Holly do that I most likely don't.
I'd hate to say I'm relieved, but obviously. I'm relieved.
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