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This is a true fiction or ‘reali-fake' story. I have written and published a few of them now, and they seem to be well received. Most of what you are about to read has occurred, was real, did happen, and of course all names and places have been changed for obvious reasons. This time, in this instance, there is no exaggeration to make ‘me' the main character sound great or be heroic. All situations, cliches, and conversations are real, or as close to real as I choose to allow. One thing for sure, this will pull back the curtain to how and why so many things have been written and used across many of my stories. I hope you like this and I ask you for feedback about the story, it's style and content.

Also, there will not be any odd sexual nonsense between brother and sister or any other relatives. Dennis wanted this to be clear, Danny and Dana are close but have not and will not engage in any type of sexual or romantic activity. This is not that story, not in any way. Thank you for understanding.

Any people, places, names, products or events mentioned are done so without permission or endorsement, this is a work of reality fiction.

My name is Daniel, but my friends call me Danny. I am 30 years old, stand 5' 10" with short black hair, a fit, mostly athletic body, hazel eyes, and a nice smile. Recently I lost my shine, maybe my mojo, definitely my game. After 12 years with my ex, everything came to a sudden crashing halt. My ex-girlfriend, ex-fiance, even ex-friend, Lisa was everything to me. My high school sweetheart, homecoming and prom date, first love, first sex, so many firsts. Also my first horrible, devastating break up. She literally dumped me at a huge family dinner in front of friends, family, coworkers, even my boss. It was awful. The worst part was she made sure to belittle and humiliate me, threw the engagement ring at my mother, then slapped my sister so hard she spun and fell across the table with all the food and drinks on it. The reason she dumped me, broke off the engagement and humiliated me? Because I worked too much, didn't pay enough attention to her, and supposedly loved my sister Dana more than her.

It took days to recover, weeks to get my head right, and months to move on.

Now, just past a year later, I live in a small one bedroom apartment in a rent controlled high rise two blocks from my job. I lost my car, most of my friends, and even all hope, but somehow I never lost my job. In fact, after some kind of strange paid bereavement leave, then a ton of vacation and paid time off, I returned to work only to get a raise and promotion. I dove into work and earned it, as I had before everything imploded. My parents went from coming by and calling everyday to occasional calls and visits and my sister went from being my sibling and closest friend, to truly becoming my best friend. Have you ever wondered why all my stories have a sister who is super close to ‘me'? It took some doing and a few favors from my father who seems to have friends everywhere, but my sister, Dana, got a similar apartment in my building, on the same floor, almost directly across the hall from me. She's a cheer and volleyball coach for the high school in case you were wondering.

At work, retail is retail. We sell stuff to customers and they complain about prices, inventory issues, and whatever else. KELLY'S BUILDING MATERIALS, or KELLY'S has been in business almost 91 years, longer than LOWES and HOME DEPOT combined. They have 7 stores in five local towns, a large, loyal clientele, and do a great amount of business. Nine years ago I didn't know anything about home improvement aside from watching HGTV with Lisa. I started as a stocker and cashier, now I am a manager and have sold materials and supplies that have been used on houses, buildings and businesses all over the State. How's that for pride? I'm good at my job, great with customers and people, but thanks to Lisa, suck with women.

I couldn't get a date with three wingmen and a signed contract.

The WWE MONEY IN THE BANK briefcase couldn't even help me.

If you don't understand that reference, well that's just sad.

It was a usual day when I woke up at 6am, showered, got ready, and stood

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