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10/30/2009 Brilliance: Worker's Comp, Pt. 17They'd been
exchanging work-related emails most of the morning, and her thoughts began to
drift towards wondering if he was thinking of her in ways that were definitively un-work-related.
She pictured him
alone at his desk across town, putting up a pretty good front of working
dilligently but without actually doing anything at all. She was supposed to be managing a rather detailed project herself, but had lost focus somewhere between coffee breaks. Her thoughts began to transition from gentle blurs into a
full-on daydream.
-- He was at his
desk, re-reading her last email. It was only a few lines, but she'd added a
smiley emoticon, something a little out-of-character for her (and her email).
He thought of her actual smile, and wondered if any of her thoughts were of him. -- The cycle began. |
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