Oren Thirty Years Ago "Mr. Demetri," Nikki, my newest secretary, said as she opened the door to my office. "Daryl Frazier is here to see you." I glanced at the clock on the corner of my desk. He was five minutes early—as far as I was concerned, a point in his favor. "Show him in, and bring us bo
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