She was supposed to be writing up an article about the new shopping mall on the outskirts of town but her heart just wasn’t in it. Somehow, she’d always imagined that the life of a reporter would be so much more exciting than it had turned out to be. But then maybe that was more the town than the job. Nothing much exciting ever really happened in Arlington. Across the newsroom, the door to Mark’s office opened and he and Thelma stepped outside laughing mischievously. Julie glanced up, wondering what the big secret was and just why her friends suddenly looked so naughty all of a sudden. “Hey Julie,” Mark called, “will you come over here for a second?” “I’m kind of busy right now,” she replied, for some reason feeling like she should hide her curiosity. “What is it?” “Just come over here will ya?” Mark was Julie’s editor, the editor, the man in charge of the whole operation, as small scale an operation as it might actually be. Thelma was a fellow reporter and Julie’s best friend and together the three of them had shared a certain kind of chemistry ever since they’d started working together.
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