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IMAGINARY FRIENDS!
Jeff held the phone to his ear. “Hello?”
A deep, aggressive baritone boomed on the other end. “Tanner!”
Jeff closed his eyes, now in more pain than ever. It was his boss.
“Hi, Mr. Carruthers.”
“We moved record product, Tanner! Record! Big fat numbers, humongous!”
Jeff opened his eyes. The pain had suddenly receded.
“That’s…that’s great, sir.”
“Dinner at my house on Wednesday! Time to celebrate!”
Ow…the pain was back…
“Uh…okay.”
“I’m looking forward to your presentation, Tanner! Get me another record Christmas next year, boy!”
“Yep…you betcha…”
“Don’t forget the focus group tomorrow, and – what was it, there was something else – oh – Merry Christmas!”
“Merry – ”
Click. The dial tone buzzed in his ear before he could finish.
“…Christmas.”
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