Ooooh! Ebola! Does that come on quickly? I have already set the stage when I happened to run into Bill yesterday. I complained of a very bad headache and said I was on my way home to go lay down. I feel rather bad about my little white lie because Bill himself is a nice enough person. Unfortunately his family dynamic is just something that I really don't want to get drawn into, especially as a "hostage situation." I don't have a car and Bill would have to come get me. If I had my own ride, I could stop in for half an hour or so and flee if things started getting strange. Since this is not a possibility, ebola it is.
