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“Yes, well that’s the hope,” said Cherry.“Well finally,” said Evan Costley. “James said you just weren’t interested in doing anymore of ...he school gig.”“Wasn’t, am now,” I said. “But, sir, I want to fast track things if I can. Hours don’t matter. A hundred hours a week is about what I can spare.”“Just a hundred. Well, if you’re planning on taking it that easy...”“Seriously, I want to work and get it done,” I said.“Jim and I knew you were lazy, Lee, but I mean really...” he said, being. I watched as Emma, my wife of eight years, entered the bar and settled herself on a stool at the bar. Then before the barmen even had time to ask Emma what she wanted to drink, I saw that he had detached himself from his little group of friends. He sauntered over and settled himself on the stool next to Emma.It would have been nice to hear what they were saying, but I was far too far away. I assume that he offered to buy Emma a drink and presumably she accepted the offer. She was smiling at him. More

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