In my previous Six Sentence Sunday, Argo's girlfriend leaves him for someone else. The repercussions of this breakup will go deeper than Argo ever imagined.
Work became a blur of bright lights on bright screens--a jumble of numbers and letters which meant nothing to him. Natalie was out there, somewhere, making love to someone else.
“Argo... you
need a break." Ms Gaëlle handed him a slip of paper.He snatched the note and crumbled it in his hand. "You're making me leave?"
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