The next couple weeks I found it real hard to focus at work. I would be writing a story, or interviewing some person, and Maggie would just pop into my head. I'd think of something she said, or some funny look she gave me, and I'd lose whatever was happening in front of me.
Not like I minded though. Sometimes I liked thinking about someone new, the break it gave my mind from everything familiar.
Familiarity will kill a man quicker than cancer, believe me.
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