Joshua Donovan (
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Late June 2012: Stokes County, South Dakota, The Warehouse/Leena's B&B
Joshua has realized two things over the past half-week. First, he loves his new job more than anything ever. He can do all of the science he wants, or he can just sit in the office and watch other people do what they're doing while poking on the internet.
Second, he needs a damn car. The rental's fine for now, but he'd checked the other day, and he'd only officially rented it for two weeks. That goes on a to-do list for the weekend.
This day, however, he's locked himself in his lab to finish setting it up and take stock of what he's going to need to get or order.
Second, he needs a damn car. The rental's fine for now, but he'd checked the other day, and he'd only officially rented it for two weeks. That goes on a to-do list for the weekend.
This day, however, he's locked himself in his lab to finish setting it up and take stock of what he's going to need to get or order.
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"Oh, hi! Sorry. Not used to this thing going off. I think you're actually the first person to call me on it."
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(Yes, yes, she knows this is ridiculous. But she's not ready to have this conversation with Pete yet.)
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"I just wanted to drop by and see how you were doing."
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"Sounds good. I'll see you then."
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Taking off his gloves, he eyes the room, shrugs and walks up to the Office.
"Hey, Claud, I'm leaving for a bit. How are the miners going?"
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He takes the fifteen-minute drive back to the B&B, parking (shittily) and going in.
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Jane's already on a couch, with a lemonade (and has already heard from Leena, once again, how she needs to stop dodging Pete).
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He plunks in one of the armchairs. "So what's up?"
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Call it a hunch.
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He reaches up to wipe off a bit of stray sweat from the outdoors (sometimes he forgets about car airconditioners) and winces as he hits his (still bruised) cheek.
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"What happened to your eye?"
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"No, she wouldn't. How are things going other than that?"
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(At least this time the person Pete's lost-puppying over is alive? Small consolation, but better than none.)
"Artie will get used to you being here sooner or later. For everyone's sake I hope it's sooner. As for Helena, she's probably just trying to make sure she's in everyone's good graces, not just yours."
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