Footsteps and Russian words from the hallway interrupted my imagination. Amy erupted from her chair and went straight to the doorway. Stass and I remained in our seats. My heart was pounding. My armpits were sweating and my breathing was short. I had finally figured out what I missed when I met Jack. I was concerned. I didn’t know if in such a short time I had been able to sufficiently correct my error. Capability and culpability were not variables in the equation. Neither would make a difference in what would shortly happen.
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