"You don't understand...we need your help," he pleaded, digging his fingernails into his palms. After years of searching for who he needed, he finally found her. And he wasn't too happy with his results.

She spun around in her chair so that she was facing him. She took a long swig of her Cola, set it down on the table with a hard clink, and said, "Okay, and?"

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