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He lay there in bed, in the filtered light, waiting for it.The phone to ring.
The wrath of someone on the other line -- a boss spurned, a credit card company awaiting, a friend or loved one worried but very, very angry.
And he waited.
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He lay there in bed, in the filtered light, waiting for it.The phone to ring.
The wrath of someone on the other line -- a boss spurned, a credit card company awaiting, a friend or loved one worried but very, very angry.
And he waited.
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