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2024-05-21 00:00:34“ Can I sit at the front?”
“ No Ma’am, for safety purposes I would insist you sit at the back.” Damon said, still holding the door for me.
I hopped in, the door closed with me getting comfortable.
Four long days of intense work, three nights of typing and reading away. I should have been dead beat but I felt a smile crawl on my face. I had done a lot, seeing a way through finally.
I watched Damon stir the steering wheel. It slid through his hands and it was like magic.
“ Damon?” I called, scooting over to peek my head in between the seats. My smile broke into a grin as his forehead wrinkled, waiting for my question until he gave up and turned.
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