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You know how it goes, the company you work for gives out branded flash drives
during their end-of-the-year party, but it’s not enough space, so you buy
another. Then you lose it for a few months, so you have to replace it, but
then you find the first one again. Then you make a large purchase, and
portable storage is the easiest way to hand over all the relevant paperwork,
instead of a big binder, or something. But the flash drive I found last night
wasn’t just in a drawer of his desk. It was hidden in the little cavity for
the electrical outlet. You may ask yourself, why would I go diggin’ around in
there in the first place unless I knew that it was a hiding spot? Well, I’m
gonna put this place up for sale at the end of the year, so before that, a lot
of little things need to be fixed. I remembered seeing a box of cover plates
in the garage, and decided that I might as well replace the one in Nick’s
room, because the corner was chipped. Of course it wasn’t a priority, but I’m
finding myself coming up with excuses to put off sorting through their stuff,
and this was one thing I could try to distract myself. I’m glad I did, or some
random stranger would have discovered it years from now. I was kind of
expecting to find porn on it, but not really, because he was never ashamed to
be a real human being. It turned out to be a folder with two main documents,
and what appear to be accessory research files. One is an unnamed novel, but I
don’t know what it’s about yet. The other is a stage play called Joseph and
His Dreamcoat. It sounds familiar, but I searched for it online, and didn’t
find any references. I’ll be reading them both this week to see what we’re
working with. I would love to publish them posthumously, however that works.
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