![]() It doesn’t begin to fill the void in my chest, a void that’s been present since Saturday morning, a painful hollow reminder of my loss. ![]() ![]() Out in the early evening air of Seattle, I take a deep breath. I’ll see you tomorrow.”Ĭollecting my bag, I shrug on my jacket and head for the door. “I’ll be off, if that’s okay with you,” I murmur. Somehow, I manage to curl my lips upward in a semblance of a smile. ![]() I think we’re going to make a great team.” he smiles down at me, his blue eyes twinkling, as he leans against my desk. The time has flown by in a haze of new faces, work to do, and Mr. I have survived Day Three Post-Christian, and my first day at work.
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