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I stare at the mahogany door, my arms and legs crossed. The rest of the office, bathed in this angelic light beckoning to stay, bustles with the chattering of printers and the click-clacking of laptops. It reeks of coffee and sweat, and I sigh deeply. Maybe I should’ve listened to my parents. Then, I wouldn’t be at this pathway made of shattered glass, stretching for as far as I can see. I jiggle my foot, brow furrowed until a hand clutches my shoulder. “Just rip the band-aid off,” Erin says, a pillow in hand. “You have to get it done at som...
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I knock on the mahogany door, the last remnants of their holiday spirit in flickering light bulbs buried in slush, and plaster on a charming smile, dimples armed and ready. The uniform is rough against my skin and I adjust the white, starched sleeves of my button-up, shifting the bible to one arm. Clearing my throat, I straighten my back and tidy my tie, but it seems no one is planning on greeting me.But, that's fine.Oftentimes, I have to ring the doorbell multiple times. However, in the end, someone always comes out due to my persisten...
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