The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

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Thursday September 24, 2015

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Her eyes moved back and forth in time with the clock, her fingers caressed her cheek and lips.  She knew she was forgetting something, what was it?

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She stood there, beside her favorite clock, for a while.  She’d almost thrown it out when she’d received it as a Secret Santa gift a few weeks ago, but now she couldn’t believe how thoughtful whoever had given it to her had been!

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She thought harder about what she’d forgotten.

She’d showered, applied her makeup, done her nails, put on her outfit… but there was something else.

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She looked around trying to figure it out, until she saw the table beside the door, her phone sitting there.

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She walked over and picked up her phone, unlocked it and typed in a number she didn’t realize she knew.

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“Brian?”

“Yes.”

“Your Secret Santa gift is ready to be unwrapped!”

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