Day 241

It’s late afternoon when I get back, Sig nodding groggily as I collapse onto the couch. “Rough day?” I shrug. “First runner didn’t cooperate.” “Did you try yelling ‘stop resisting?’” I laugh and twist to face him. “Did you get some sleep?” “Slept like a dream til you pinged me. You know you can just …

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