WHAT A VACATION!

HE GOT AWAY FROM IT ALL

AND SHE SURELY ENJOYED IT.

FICTION

FRANKLY

FRAN

by KATHY 5-P-4

The luggage was piled high on the back seat of my Chevrolet Convertible and I was totally relaxed as I drove down the highway en route to the first stop on my long anticipated vacation.

As a reward for 8 years of hard work without a vacation, except for an occas- ional weekend, the firm which employed me was giving me a three month vacation. The growing pains of starting a new com- pany were over and there was now a capa- ble staff to handle my work load and to allow me this much needed rest. I had ob- jected strenuously when Harry Dorn, one of my employers, had told me that I was to take my accumulated vacation time at the end of the week since March was not the time that I would have selected for a sightseeing jaunt around the country. How- ever work schedules for the future deman- ded that I either go now, or forget it for an indeterminate period. I decided to go.

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