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“I mean, it wouldn’t hurt. My picture is up there so many times it’s starting to look like wallpaper. Do you think I should sell my face as wallpaper to the customers?” — Mark sat at his desk, watching the clock. It was nearly noon and the part needed to fix Sherry’s car hadn’t arrived. He took a sip from the hot chocolate at his desk and brushed his hand through his hair. “What’s on your mind, Mark the shark?”

She spotted her date sitting at the counter. He had thick-framed black glasses, dark curly hair, and a green corduroy jacket. A white mug of coffee was on the counter in front of him. — Sherry arrived to the diner where she’d agreed to meet her date. She’d chosen a place only a few blocks from her house, which worked in her favor since she could walk. Hopefully, she’d get a ride from her date to get home, although she’d have to be firm that…

“What do I like most? The people, I suppose. I enjoy talking to people and learning about their lives, what they enjoy. You’re treated to a lot of stories in this job.” He shrugged. “What do you like most about your job?” — Mark returned to his desk to find Sherry on her phone. He glanced into her cup. Empty. “Would you like more hot chocolate?” he asked. “I’m all set,” she replied. “What’s the verdict on my car?”

Mark stood by the printer. As he waited for the documents for Sherry to sign, he couldn’t help but glance over at her as she sipped her hot chocolate beside his desk. — Mark stood by the printer. As he waited for the documents for Sherry to sign, he couldn’t help but glance over at her as she sipped her hot chocolate beside his desk. The feeling of doing a good deed stirred within him. Could he end up on the wall alongside the…

Mark pulled at his shirt collar as he drove. He felt nervous. Why? He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel while sitting at a stop light. Sherry moved and caught his attention. — Mark pulled at his shirt collar as he drove. He felt nervous. Why? He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel while sitting at a stop light. Sherry moved and caught his attention. She removed the winter cap she’d been wearing, which revealed her curly blonde hair. She must’ve felt…

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Sherry glanced over at Mark as he drove through the parking garage. He had a clean shaven face and short dark hair. If she had to guess, she’d say he was in his early thirties, maybe a year or two older than her. — Sherry tapped the steering wheel of her car as she waited. The parking garage offered some reprieve to the cool winter air, but not much. She had dressed for the bitter morning, and felt rather comfortable. She perked up when she noticed a truck approaching. Was it Mark? He said his…

Mark rolled his eyes. Jerry’s phone rang throughout the day. Another sale, most likely. — Sherry got into her car after work, the last piece of candy clinking against her teeth. Green apple flavored. She turned the key in the ignition. Nothing. She turned it again. She sighed. The car had only been a year old when she bought it over the summer. How could it…