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Frank called again on the morning of the game, annoyed that Mark hadn't returned any of his calls. In fact, though Mark had moved back to Ottawa six weeks ago, Frank hadn't seen or heard from his former roommate and had it not been for a chance meeting at Starbucks would not even have his phone number. That stung a bit.
A woman answered. Frank recognized her voice immediately. She was the one on Mark's machine, or their machine, or perhaps it was her machine and Mark was simply staying with her until he found a place. One more thing Frank didn't now know about his oldest friend in the world.
[to be continued when I'm awake]
A woman answered. Frank recognized her voice immediately. She was the one on Mark's machine, or their machine, or perhaps it was her machine and Mark was simply staying with her until he found a place. One more thing Frank didn't now know about his oldest friend in the world.
[to be continued when I'm awake]