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Package, Sirthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 10093 words)

Author: Inga Picture in profile
Added: Nov 19 2006Views / Reads: 6264 / 5325 [85%]Story vote: 9.71 (7 votes)
A misdirected delivery leads to a very interesting first meeting, and a lot more! *(This is a (slight) revision and completion of the original version of the story. Thanks to everyone who's been so patient while I fought off terminal writer's block!)
 


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The Gift

Lindsay held the package carefully, shifting from one foot to the other while she waited for the elevator to reach the ninth floor. She could feel a couple stray strands of her cinnamon brown hair tickling her cheek and blew them off her face. A new muzak song came through the speakers and, being alone in the elevator, she indulged in grousing at it.

"Oh come on! Turning Metallica into elevator music?! That's criminal!''

Of course, she was trapped in this elevator for... ugh, four more floors, so she had to listen to whoever had done this version completely butcher the song. Thank God! Finally, the elevator reached nine and the doors whispered open, freeing her from the sadistic torture of the elevator music. Absently checking door numbers and names, she thought that had to be the worst part of her job as a package carrier. That was, aside from the uniforms. The world's ugliest kind of khaki, that always insisted on shrinking, despite being dry cleaned. She adjusted the dumb cap they made them all wear, and ignored the condescending stares of the executives who passed her in the hallway. This floor was shared by three different firms, and she was looking for..... aha! Here it was. She stopped at K. Richardson and Associates. Well it matched the name on her package. She pushed through the glass doors and headed for the receptionist's desk. ...

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