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1 " It did matter to get out of bed. There were webs to weave. Strings to grasp. Packages to deliver. Conversations to start. Thoughts to be expressed. Sams to slam into. Oceans to swim. And sad little men hiding in electrical sockets, waiting to be born of the human imagination. "
― Bud Macfarlane Jr. , Conceived Without Sin
2 " This is sams phone" there was a long,heavy pause, and then: " oh." Another pause. " Youre the girl, arent you? The girl who was in my house?" I tried to think of what i might gain by denying it and drew a blank " yes" do you have a name?" do you?" he gave a short laugh that was completely without humor but not unpleasent. " I think i might like you. Im Beck. "
