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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 80 of 307 Even now people are afraid to order things on the Internet. "I saw a pair at the music store in Ephraim." "Oh." She didn't know what to say. "There were actually a few of pairs. Some colorful. Some exotic. I don't know anything about the bongos but they sounded good. I thought of you when I saw them." "You did?" She asked. "Yes, you mentioned them the last time we talked." "Yes." I had to draw this conversation out so that it would at least look convincing from a distance. "They weren't too expensive." "Oh?" "Nope." I allowed the fellow trying to get by me in the crowd to push me onward to our Priesthood meeting. "Well, I better get." "Okay." She smiled. It's nice being wanted, but really I'm looking for a woman who will converse in more than one word sentences. CHAPTER 12 When I awoke well into the afternoon on Wednesday without having heard from Steve I began to wonder what was up. The money he had paid me for my last little outing had covered things for a j while but a job's a job, and sometimes the more a job throws you |