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Lost ToysChapter 14 Joseph Dyne Monday June 22nd 2015
I put down the novel on the battered coffee table. I wasn't the Ian Fleming fan Matthew suggested I'd be. I leaned back and pinched the bridge of my nose. I had work tonight. I wish I could have started then. Sitting bored for two hours and then catching a bus held no appeal. I'd have given the company two extra hours for their measly twenty four bucks. Things had been quiet these last few days. Matthew had been spending most of his time out and Craps was at St Mary's every free moment...