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15: Will Edit for Food

 

            “Tierney, can I see you in my office?”

            I looked up from a manuscript I’d been editing about the mating habits of army ants to find Ron’s head poking out of his office door. “Yeah, sure.” Tossing my red pen down, I stood and rounded my desk.

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