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and I need some sleep. Some of us have to work in the morning.” She glared at Jake.
“Well then,” said Jake hastily, “I won’t be there, but Cathy will see all those interested next week, same time, same space.”
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The group slowly left the Victorian house where OSR met. Jake and Cathy were the last to leave. He escorted her to her car because the street marked a no-man’s land between commercial and residential where prostitutes and dealers offered their goods and services at bargain- basement rates.
“You know you’ve protested plenty,” Jake told Cathy.
“Shhhhh,” said Cathy, putting her finger to her lips as she slid behind the steering wheel. “Just write me a nice obituary,” she chuckled nervously.
“This is no joke,” said Jake, “but probably you’ll be fine. Do be as careful as you can.”
“Will do good buddy.”
Standing Jake gave seated Cathy an uncoordinated little hug and she drove off. Then he climbed into his car and drove aimlessly, worrying yet again that he’d proven his cowardice. Besides, OSR had done plenty and he saw no reason to tease more fate. Their goal of proving the link between war and America’s economy was accomplished. The stock market, which had been morose, rose by the second biggest amount ever the first full day of the Gulf War and continued climbing 400 points during hostilities. War helped America do business.
Then there was the “No Blood for Oil” slogan which