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12/19/2008 6:21:00 PM
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12/19/2008 6:16:00 PM
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I was outside The Post Office and it was the first time I'd seen him in years. Through mutal friends he'd heard about my first short-story sale, a mystery story to Woman's World Weekly. I made 500 bucks. I also mentioned to him I was having some problem with the car; super-genius that he is, he offered to fix it for me.
I didn't take him up on it. I didn't feel like getting pulled back into the fold just yet.
Thank goodness.
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