Robin Hawke

April 24, 2012, 5:40 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

Phyllis bred feelings of good will. It was her honor. Until one afternoon, when charm fled and plastic smiles remained, then she asked for a raise not forthcoming.

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Love this Robin. Sorry to see that you haven’t been around for a bit. I hope all is well. 🙂

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