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On the Atlantic
Saberlane: June 24, 2018, 9:52 AMWoolie came back! My family was up in the country for the week, which is where I was supposed to be, but I took the train back down. I didn’t want to be that far from the office. I’m getting a lot of side-eye from just about everybody in my life but . . . ghosts, mystery, magic. Concessions are gonna have to be made.
I was working this morning, and heard the familiar sounds of the other AG offices . . . which now are just kind of relaxing, calming, like white noise . . . And then I heard a voice.
It was Woolie, and he was talking a mile a minute, pacing the room. More “solid” than he was the last time, but flickering in and out. The dream I had must not have been a dream. I must’ve given him the phrase in my sleep-deprived delirium be
