Chapter 13:
What
Thursday was an uneventful day. It’s Friday today; has been for the last 17 hours, round about. Yet, I can’t shake that feeling of déjà vu. Why? I’m sure I said this in my dream. My dream? Or was it yesterday? Was it the dream before yesterday? Or was it yesterday’s dream? Did I even do anything yesterday?
Did I not, after all then?
You alright there? You’re awfully quiet.
Who?
You can tell me then.
Michael, your phone’s ringing.
What
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