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brother after John Connor and me...”
    “Ha. I love that movie. I’ve watched it a million times.”
    “Are you serious?”
    “Dead.”
    “I’ll have to tell her.”
    He was going to talk to his mom about me? For some reason, knowing he was going to talk to his mom about me made me even more jittery.
    “Back to your novel.”
    “Yeah, so it’s a post-apocalyptic story. Anyway, one morning everything goes to hell.”
    “What happens?”
    “The world goes dark and no one knows why.”
    “Literally goes dark as in no more sun?”
    “Yes. And then they start coming out.”
    I downed the last sip of my coffee. “Who does?”
    “Creatures of all kinds. Zombies, vampires, witches, and more. They descend upon the earth and take control of everything.”
    “Makes perfect sense,” I said.
    “Are you making fun of me?”
    “Of course not. It really does make sense. That creatures would hide when the sun is out and wait for total darkness to come out. That’s when we humans are most vulnerable, so like I said, makes sense.”
    He reached over the table and touched my hand.
    I flinched.
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to...”
    “It’s okay, I’m naturally jumpy.”
    “It’s just that well, you get it. When I told my friends they laughed.”
    “I think I have a creepy mind,” I said.
    He lifted his cup. “Here’s to creepy minds.”
    I raised my empty cup. “Here’s to creepy minds.”
    “What do you think?”
    “About what?”
    “About having lunch with me tomorrow?”
    Damn it, there it is, heat on my cheeks. Yep, I’m completely blushing.
    “Fine, yes, I’ll go to lunch with you.”
    “Perfect. I’ll come by around noon to pick you up. Does that work?”
    “Yes, okay.”
    “Any restaurants that are off limits to you?”
    “Let’s see, well, I don’t like Chinese food or Indian food or Italian or...hmm, what else?”
    “Are you serious?”
    “Nope. I’m messing with you. Anywhere we go will be fine, I’m sure. Now I really need to get back to work.”
    He stood. “Yes, okay, we wouldn’t want to push it with my uncle.”
    “Exactly.”
    ***
    W hen I got back to my desk, I was greeted with a new computer. And sitting right next to it was a tablet. I immediately knocked on Mr. Walker’s office door.
    “Come in,” he said.
    “I wanted to say thank you for the new computer and tablet.”
    “Ah yes, they both came in today. But, I’m warning you, your new toys are today’s office gossip.”
    “Pardon?”
    “Not everyone got a new computer, let alone a tablet. My colleagues’ assistants are, well, let’s just say they’re a tiny bit jealous.”
    The All Write Literary Agency was comprised of four literary agents, including Mr. Walker. Mr. Walker was the boss, though. He started the agency fifteen years ago. Anyway, each agent had an assistant.
    “Will they be getting new computers and tablets?” I hoped his answer was yes.
    “Yes, but not for a while.”
    I hadn’t really had much interaction with the other assistants, other than a casual good morning or good night. Any chance I had of getting to know them better flew out Mr. Walker’s window. I was now officially the teacher’s pet.
    “Don’t worry about them. They’ll get over it,” he said, obviously noticing my frown.
    “Okay, well, I just wanted to say thank you.”
    “You’re very welcome.”
    “Is it okay if I take my lunch at noon tomorrow?”
    “Yes. Should I be concerned? You’re not interviewing somewhere else, are you?”
    Smiling, I said, “No, of course not. I’m very happy here. I just got here.”
    “Good. Now then, I may need your help sorting out some manuscripts later today. My reading pile seems to be getting bigger and if you’re up for it, I’d love your help reading through some of them. You can tell me what you think of them.”
    “Really? I would love to help.”
    “Great. Come by after lunch and we’ll get started.”
    “Sounds good,” I said and then walked out.
    I was