Geraldine Flores: A Short Story

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Geraldine Flores Where am I? It is 5:59am and the day begins. As usual I’m sitting on my cushioned, tanned chair that it lifted high enough to make me comfortable and relaxed. Every morning when I look out the window, all there is to stare at is darkness. There isn’t a ray of sunshine which makes me feel like the day has just ended; however, as usual it has just begun. As my chair rotates to face the inevitable day, I click the button to start up my computer. My fingers have gotten down the routine when I log in to my computer. I type the usual on the black keyboard: name and password. Doors slam one after another as coworkers race to get to work on time. Time is money and there isn’t one minute to waste. “Thank you for calling,

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