Lost Child

Chapter 4 – Lost Child

The nurse looks at us through squinted eyes and scrunched brow, deciding on whether or not to believe our story. I put on my most serious professional face and Jack tries to look like the PhD. genius that he is. I wonder if she’s a breast woman, I could flash her and see what happens…

Of course, that didn’t work at the airport or the last two times I’ve tried it, boys just usually get stupid and the one girl…well, she was fun.

The nurse decides we look serious enough, despite the thoughts that are running through my head as she relents and nods towards Zack’s room. I smile graciously and say, “Thank you.”
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Lost Child

Chapter 4 – Lost Child

The nurse looks at us through squinted eyes and scrunched brow, deciding on whether or not to believe our story. I put on my most serious professional face and Jack tries to look like the PhD. genius that he is. I wonder if she’s a breast woman, I could flash her and see what happens…

Of course, that didn’t work at the airport or the last two times I’ve tried it, boys just usually get stupid and the one girl…well, she was fun.

The nurse decides we look serious enough, despite the thoughts that are running through my head as she relents and nods towards Zack’s room. I smile graciously and say, “Thank you.”
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No Pain No Gain

Chapter 5 – No Pain No Gain

I stretch my neck and hear a succession of popping noises. Groaning, I swivel back to the computer terminal and swear to myself that I will never fall asleep on Tempe’s office couch again. A small grin ghost’s my features as I remember how I woke up this morning.

Last night Tempe and I stayed late going through things in the vault, comparing things side by side trying to figure out the mystery person we now know exists. Both of us passed out on her couch and this morning, despite the awkward position of my neck and the subsequent pain, I found myself wrapped up in her arms.

Again!
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No Pain No Gain

Chapter 5 – No Pain No Gain

I stretch my neck and hear a succession of popping noises. Groaning, I swivel back to the computer terminal and swear to myself that I will never fall asleep on Tempe’s office couch again. A small grin ghost’s my features as I remember how I woke up this morning.

Last night Tempe and I stayed late going through things in the vault, comparing things side by side trying to figure out the mystery person we now know exists. Both of us passed out on her couch and this morning, despite the awkward position of my neck and the subsequent pain, I found myself wrapped up in her arms.

Again!
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