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Sample Post from the Contemporary Genre this Month:

Post Author at Pan HistoriaEmily Dinsmoore posts in Applesauce

After briefing the Brent family they took off. This family was destroyed; they had lost both their little girls. I had never been married or had children for that matter but I felt a heavy burden upon me to solve this case, give this family some justice for their comfort. I left Jones’ office and sank into my cubicle chair. I stored the case files and locked the drawer. I looked at my wristwatch, it was past five o’ clock and my stomach was having a fit.

I headed for the elevator now and couldn’t avoid running into Jones now. “How’d it go?”

“Well they walked out of a briefing on the events that led to the deaths of their two young girls, gee, how do you think it went?” I sighed “Look, I haven’t had anything to eat and I just walked out of a very difficult briefing so I’m not exactly in a chipper mood.”

“I’m heading to this great Puerto Rican place if you wanna grab a bite, my treat.” I nodded in response. “It’s close to Madison.”

We hopped on the elevator and stood between an awkward silence that ended abruptly as people walked in the elevator. A clutter of conversations left us as silent spectators attentive as the lady in front of me apologized repeatedly to her friend over the phone about not being able to attend her birthday bash claiming she was swamped at work. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise!” she insisted and hung up. The guy standing beside her barely able to keep his hands to himself as his fingers trailed down her back. She was giggling. “Not here!” she whispered.

I was glad the elevator dinged to announce we were finally at the Lobby. They rushed out and I was glad to be free from the small elevator as were all the others. It was becoming far too heated in their. “Is it always like this here?”

“You get used to it.”

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