"Come read this," he said from the couch. "It's fluid, lovely--rather captivating, really, without being over the top."
"In a minute," said the other, consumed by the common tasks that held special significance in regards to salary and substance. The minute passed, accompanied by several more, and the question slipped, forgotten, with neither answer nor complaint. Three pages later it disappeared completely, much like its companions of effort and conversation.
"Did you want something earlier," mentioned his other over a light lunch, fork stuck in a cherry tomato.
"Hmm? Oh, no," replied the reader. "It was nothing. Just words."















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