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A Talk
Sunday, the 8th of May
01:15pm.
The office was not so bad, it was spacious and had an excellent view of the moving city below from the third floor. Chester stood at the centre of the room, taking in the sight and the careful arrangement of everything down to the paper weight on the very polished oak desk. The large sofa chair behind the desk backed the ceiling to floor windows and the amount of light that flooded in through the windows was enough to brighten up the place and it over shadowed the lights from the chandelier. He liked the place, he had to admit that it had been arranged to his taste and liking.
He walked around the large desk, there was enough space between the chair and the windows to place another of this desk/ he knew what grand father wanted to do, he wanted to get him used to this kind of life style again so that he would come back but Chester was not ready to become some body’s puppet, working and slaving away to impress his grand fathe
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