"Fine, you've got three days. Don't play any tricks on me when the time comes!"

The man was about to hang up.

Quincy felt a sting of injustice. Why were so many guys willing to bend over backwards for Dorothy?

This was ten million dollars, not just a thousand! And to hand that over without any guarantee, he must really be smitten with Dorothy. "Wait a sec! Can you at least tell me your name?"

"Why do you wanna know?"

"No big reason, just curious. We've made a deal after all, knowing your name isn't too much to ask, right?"

The man was silent for a few seconds, and just when Quincy thought he wouldn't divulge his name, he suddenly spoke up.

"Lane."

"What?"

"I said, my name's Lane."

...

fell, Everett

he was probably out playing some charade with Quincy. Dorothy wasn't upset, more contemplative

Heather, had to get hurt before realizing they'd loved the wrong person, before understanding Everett was unattainable. He would always stay

homework and were now chattering about their day at school, their lively banter

this was

the help they could provide later in life their duty of care, but

like these, making life

Complete.

laptop as if he couldn't

while taking

from him, "He

Langston, you can't be on

the time, don't

about your eyesight?"

bug in the system, but every time the progress bar hits 50%,

for him then. No more screen time

pouted, "It's dad's

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