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Pick Your Poison, Saturday
Last weekend had been loud.
It made this weekend feel quiet by comparison.
Pam didn't mind. Not really. What she did mind was that even now, after all this work, her stock of antidote still wasn't-- anywhere near what she needed. "This is hopeless," she muttered to herself.
Then: "No. Can't think like that."
It was a sign, though. So she headed downstairs, turned the 'closed' sign to open, and spent some time in the garden.
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It made this weekend feel quiet by comparison.
Pam didn't mind. Not really. What she did mind was that even now, after all this work, her stock of antidote still wasn't-- anywhere near what she needed. "This is hopeless," she muttered to herself.
Then: "No. Can't think like that."
It was a sign, though. So she headed downstairs, turned the 'closed' sign to open, and spent some time in the garden.
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