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Talk to Me

Author: Ali Parker
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EMBER

After a night of tossing and turning, I arrived at the office on Friday morning wearing sunglasses almost as big as my head and carrying a coffee even bigger. I got the biggest, strongest cup I could find, but I was still running on fumes.

Two nights of little sleep in a row made Ember a very dull girl. A very dull girl who still hadn’t heard from her boyfriend, even though it’d been more than twelve hours since he had arrived at the office and hopefully found and talked to his dad on the roof.

Twelve hours, forty-seven minutes to be exact. I asked security discreetly this morning at what time he’d entered the parking lot and was now counting. I figured if I still hadn’t heard from him when we hit the fourteen-hour mark, I was calling him.

I also checked the logs with security to see if Mr. Marx had been up on the roof last night, and they confirmed he was. Under the circumstances, I was fairly certain Kaden and his dad would have run into each other.

The question was whether th
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