Job Done

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Damon I wiped the sweat from my brow and sighed loudly. The humid air clung to my skin as I looked around the construction site for the last time. The small shopping center stood tall and proud. A testament to the seven weeks of hard work, long hours, and countless late nights. It was, by far, the biggest project I had ever worked on. And now that it was complete, I should have felt a sense of accomplishment, maybe even relief. But all I felt was an emptiness. My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I glanced over to where Hank was talking to the owner. I pulled the device from my pocket and saw that it was from my sister, Naomi. Naomi: Vanessa hasn’t put the house up for sale, but she is packing. When are you going to get finished with that damn job? My heart skipped a beat. Vanessa was pac

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