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hey Sean?

I walked right back out the door.
“Sean?”
He walked over smiling.
“yeah?”
“You free tomorrow?”
I asked calmly.
“That I am. I’ll ring your doorbell at 1-ish.”
He said, still smiling.
“Sounds good.”
I went back inside.
Much better.
Sean.
I like that.
Its a good name, for a good personality.
Yeah, Sean.
I looked down at my band-aid, and grinned.
Maybe being clumsy isn’t so bad.

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