An incident happened the other night, quite by accident,
that awakened something in me I didn’t know I had. Last
Thursday night a friend of mine, Larry, came over to
talk, drink a beer, and watch some TV. He works at the
same place I do, and since we had a three day weekend,
we were in no hurry to …
Tag: sleepy
Allison was a pretty girl, a young newlywed enjoying
herself at my party with her uncouth husband. I had
hired her as a receptionist just two months before. She
was a natural: a woman with a pleasant phone voice, a
good personality that worked well with others and who
was always bright and cheerful.
Sure, she was just a tad …
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