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Submitted to Contest #54
The sweat beaded down Bob McKowski’s back as he watched Robert’s head floating over the cubicle walls. Ten more feet to the intersection. Bob prayed he’d turn right. “Good morning, Robert!” Tracie called from behind her gray wall as he passed. Robert Chandler grunted in her direction and half raised his hand. He reached the intersection and turned left. Shit, Bob thought. He was heading down the row right past him. Maybe I just ignore him. I can pretend I’m in the middle of something, working too hard to lose focus. But Bob panicked, like...
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