Chain Smoker
I looked up from the papers I held in my hands.
A middle-aged man stood to the side.
"Are you finished, Matty?" He asked.
"You couldn't have done any better, Walt..." I answered.
He smiled with pride. "I say this calls for a celebration!" His voice was soft, but with the tone of a strong-willed man. He extended his hand, and we shook.
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