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Dating Maggie Excerpt I



Maggie sat up straight and licked her front teeth. There was no gloss present. She was positioned in front of a camera perched on a pile of books.

I’m attempting to make my first video dating diary or vlog as they say.

She cleared her throat dramatically and let out a long breath.

This morning I got some bad news.

The actress moved off camera to check and see if she’d remembered to press record. She had. Editing would take care of her off camera flub up.

Patrick is in a coma. His sister called me back when she heard the messages that I’d left on his phone.

She tucked her hair behind her ears.

I guess it’s true that the shower is one of the top places to have an accident.

She paused dramatically, contemplating what she’d say next.

It looks like now I’ll be flying solo at my twenty-fifth birthday dinner tonight. And date number two with this very promising guy is now cancelled…indefinitely

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