Internet meeting

I waited nervously in the parking lot at the deli where Christina wanted to meet. I found the deli no problem and I watched very impatiently for her 1996 blue Saturn. I have never met[…]

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Evolution

Click… Click… Click… Damn clock. I realized I was awake by that sound seemingly getting louder with every second. I seemed to be in a heavy fog, everything was grey, my movements sluggish. This isn’t[…]

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A short hop

My friend Bob called me on Tuesday and asked me to meet with his accountant Betsy. Apparently she was considering an offer to run accounting for some out of town firm and he felt I[…]

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