I Can’t Talk About It

At about thirty minutes into my day, Jeff pulled me into his office and closed his door, asking me to sit down so we could talk. I think we talked for about thirty more minutes.


I’d love to tell you all about our conversation, but I’m feeling a bit uncomfortable about going into the details. I must report, however, that it was a very good conversation. I’ll revisit this turn of events at a future date. Until then, you’re free to let your imagination run wild.

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