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Mar 2021
The pencil rapped and tapped against the recycled envelope

Tap tap tap...Scribble, scribble...

poised in mid-air.. small pink eraser tip almost parallel to the paper..frozen...pinky hovering beyond the fulcrum waiting to move for a thought to commit to paper or another calculation?

Is the proposal over the phone worth it or does the pencil need more time to dance?
Getting all the information before committing...
Written by
Rachel F Freeman
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