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LAKE: An idle mind and loose lips are the two most dangerous recipes for disasters. It was why I always made sure I had my head wrapped up in one thing or the other. Work meant no time to think, no time to think meant no time to harbor thoughts of anything, including her. Red had been a reoccurring thought in my mind, almost like a pop-up notification for an irrelevant app; drawing my attention to it without so much as a tangible reason. So, after several minutes of tossing and turning in my bed, in an attempt to get some sleep, I made my way to my office. I was very certain once I had my eyes fixed on the monitor of my computer system, and my head plotting million-dollar deals, there would be no time to think about her reaction to my invite. I drove myself to the office because I nee

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