The grim reaper once told her that she’d fall in love in her fifteenth life. But here she was, seated on a squeaky office chair in front of a desk too low for her elbows, back hunched and eyes squinting at the monitor….
Fiction
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Zero Sum Game
A is for admiration, which is what you want from him more than anything. To inspire wonder is your goal, but you get the sense you’re failing miserably.