*** Solana ***Solana stood frozen by the open door to the interviewer's office. Facing the door, facing her was 'her' tall, long lash, brown-eyed stranger from Friday night. He was sitting on a large chair, a laptop open in front of him on the scanty equally large oak desk. "Come in." He said without looking up from his laptop.She considered turning around and running back down the stairs, out the lobby, and back onto the street. But she stood frozen for only a moment longer and when she lifted her legs, they carried her forward into the office. Somehow, she remembered to shut the door behind her. On shaky, nervous legs, she went to stand in front of the desk."Have a sit. Welcome." He raised his head to look at her then. His eyes did not linger. It was a very brief look before he redirected his gaze to his laptop screen. There. He saw her. If he was shocked, he was hiding it well. Totally in control of his reaction. Or did he not recognize her? She was sure she was not looking any
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