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"No problem, be odd not to be calling the shots, but Malcolm is doing this himself and he's one of the best. But I'll be watching." "Bet you will." I laughed and hung up. I went into my bedroom and over to the small desk in the corner where I had my lap top. I started to sit then thought it was a nice night and there was a great breeze coming in through the screen door leading out to the deck off the dining room. Grabbing the lap top, I brought it out with me and put it on the dining room table. Paul's was still there from last night and seeing I was home and he wasn't waiting for me, I'd asked why he was down there for awhile after he came home from work. He simply said it was a better space, open, a nice breeze, close to the fridge and with a wink he'd added, close to me so he could

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