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ACT V, Scene III
THE RISE AND THE FALL
Dave sat on his deck admiring the trees in his backyard. He had
called in sick that morning, deciding to lay low for a few days.
That branch needs to be cut, he thought, spotting a dead limb on
an oak at the edge of the woods.
He watched his e-mail most of the day for anything interesting
and wondered what was going on back at the site. Finally, he typed a
note to his secretary. “Denise, Feeling a bit better, but still coughing,”
he wrote. “Anything going on I need to know about before the
weekend?”
A few moments later he got the response he had been fishing for,
“Frank has just been let go! Marge is in her office crying, and the rest
of us are in shock,” she wrote.
Dave smiled and picked up his phone and dialed. He practiced