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Count on it.
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Ongoing, First published Mar 30, 2017
"He's harsh. He works and works and works and spends little time outside of that. He shows little care towards the friendship we once had and he doesn't understand what I'm talking about when I tell him he is different. Apparently this is who he was all along and I don't get it. I don't know where that kind soul who met me at the park and teased me went, but he isn't the Mark that's here now." I sigh and spew as I'm talking on the phone.

"If he isn't nice and is gone, then why are you hung up on him? I've told you not to waste your time anymore, move on to something worthwhile." My friend says, offering any help she can.

"But thats just it. Proving he is who I think he is, and proving he isn't like this no matter how much he promises he is, that is worthwhile. I'll make him realize and I will show you. He is a good guy, I promise."  I say before ending the call.
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