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Wednesday, September 12, 2012

302 wivesbhavingbadly

. " i did not agree to be hAULED OUT  OF AN IMPORTANT BRIEFING MEETING TO YOU  could tell me what is blindingly obvious ."
" nevertheless ."
to my surprise  he reached over and took my hands . " it was well done , minty ."
i let my hands rest  in his , i knew perfectly well that whatever i said  or advised  would have very little influence on him ,. but i had said  and would continute  to say it ." on second thought , martin , tell paige it's for her sake too . do it ."
i left him by the state -of-the -art elevators , which would whisk him back up to the nineteenth floor  , and headfed out of the door .
a postcard arrived in the post ." dear minty i enjoyed seeing the boys and i wondered ..." there was a space between  " wondered  " and " if i could see them again ?  i would love to take thjem to the zoo or to the ciment perhaps . rose ."
the card did not exude confidece . the writing was hesitant and the wording suggested  thjat it had been written against rose's betterr  judgment . but in her sending and my receiving an element shifted in the balasnce between us .
a week elapsed before i responded  .
at paradox , i chipped away at the final details for pointe of departure and toyed with the notion of developiing a history of choreography but discarded it . deb announed  that she was off to work for papillon and when i told her how sorry i was , she replied .". oh  i don't habve time to hang around anymore ."
the mention of time got me thinking about the abandoned middle -age    project , and i retrieved it from my reject file and dusted it off .

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