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“Cole, I got a weird call for you a minute ago. The person wouldn’t identify herself. I think it might be personal. Didn’t want to use a runner.”
“Thanks, Olajean, I’ll be right up.”
The bubble was pierced. Most of the story was completed, though. He could easily finish later. The important thing was that he had captured his feelings. That was something he hadn’t done in a long time. He felt good. Cole loved writing; he loved the zone he got into when he was on a roll. This story could make a difference. This was what he needed, and had needed for a long time. Maybe he could write again, write stuff that mattered. He pushed his chair back and hit Save. “Save”- maybe that’s what this story was all about. Maybe Cole had been saved.
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