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Free Don Part 4

“…that’s why it’s crucial that we move now, while there is still a vacuum. We don’t get many opportunities like this. Do you know what I mean Don?”

I continued staring out the window.

“Don? Are you even listening?”

I snapped out of my reverie, I was Don wasn’t I?
“Well yes that all makes sense.” I said. It was a complete shot in the dark. I hadn’t heard much of anything she had said. That answer seemed to satisfy her though, and she continued on. It wasn’t often I was so distracted.

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