Shine

CHAPTER FOUR

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“Dirk dreaded work.” That was the phrase Dirk would sometimes write on the yellow legal pad he kept on his desk, as if it were the first line of a novel. But this wasn’t fiction; it was his life.

Sometimes more lines would follow. “If only Dirk could shirk work . . . but Dirk was stuck. And no one cared about the plight of poor Dirk.” He rarely could get farther than that before some signal brought him back to the “job at hand,” ...