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There were two toddlers at home and they made it almost impossible for him to get anything done. I looked at Jeff’s desk but dared not touch anything. It was uncommonly neat. Everything was tidy. The small ‘in’ basket was empty as were the ‘out’ and the ‘pending.’ He had cleaned up everything on Friday and left nothing for anyone to do. ‘He knew,’ I said a loud. ‘What?’ asked Eric. ‘Jeff knew Friday what he was going to do. He finished everything.’ ‘I didn’t notice,’ he replied. ‘I actually wasn’t here for a change.’ ‘Nor was I and to be honest, even if I had been, would I have thought it odd or out of the ordinary?’ I looked out his window and winced at the sight of all that smog and pollution. ‘Look at that. No wonder he did it.’ ‘I got some pictures covering mine,’ explained Eric. ‘The only way I can stand it. I wonder what the view would have been like back when there were still environmental regulations? I heard there was hardly any smog here.’ He, unlike I, was too young to.

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