It’s a kind of pilgrimage for her.
They say the author’s soul still resides on that old leather chair, and blesses writers who dare to sit on it. The agent charges a whopping sum for taking people there, and allows no refunds.
A piece of eternity is on her palms, as she touches the worn out chair. Magic flows – she just knows it’s hers – very familiar, very comfortable and she sinks in the seat, never to rise again.
The agent is horrified.
Her frozen smile seems to mock him – “Are you offering a refund now? I won’t take it.”
Creative Experiments and More 
Superb 😃
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Thank you!
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Dare to sit! The magic was not the agent’s to maximize afterall.
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Thanks 😃😃
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Nice twist!!
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Thank you, Liz!
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U nailed it lady.
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Thank you 🙂
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A little creepy I have to say Reena! But it made me smile too. 😀
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Thanks, Gloria! 😨😃
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I’m drawn to creepy this weather! 😀 And I see it when sometimes it’s not even there! 😅
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😂😂
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Wow! That’s a great twist! I enjoyed listening as well. I’m not fond of the sound of my own voice though…
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Thank you, Jules! These are recorded voices provided by Anchor.
I record only the finance videos in my own voice, since self-hosted sites are not connected to Anchor.
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Perfect! 😉 Have a nice weekend, Reena! xx Michael
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Thank you!
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Thank you as well. xx Michael
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