Rock woke up several hours late for his new job. He was a television news anchor, but he couldn't remember where the station was or when he had last been there. All he knew for sure was that he was in Ohio, his cats Jo and Pam were with him, and that his house was a mess.
It seemed he had achieved a certain level of fame there, but his TV job was done, and he had moved back to Levy. He didn't know why, but his reputation was apparently ruined. He remembered there were stories about his demise in papers across Ohio.
Ten minutes after Rock ate a small PayDay bar, he was nearly certain that his responsibilities were complete and that there was nothing to do but clean his house.
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