September 23rd excerpt:

Sam’s torrent of words was cut off by a knock at the door, and he turned in his chair, his face blank for a moment as he was unable to remember why someone might be knocking.

Then, he remembered.

“Oh! That’s the pizza.” Sam turned back to the table. “Don’t move, I’ll be right back.”

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