The Games We Play
Opening the tap, Pat splashed cold water on his face and dried himself with a handkerchief.
After regaining composure, the Editor grabbed his notebook and headed out. He knew Mrs. Cameron was vacant at the moment, but Pat had to stop himself for them both. Pat felt his urge to stay in and monopolize Mrs. Cameron- if he stayed longer. He knew that was a risky move since his stay was work-related, and they'd get caught.
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Morning light filled the open dining room. Breakfast was ready.
The girls weren’t supposed to be up this early; today was an exception. It was their elementary principal’s birthday today; the faculty thought of planning a small party at the gym. The kids practiced their int