This time, I knew what to expect for the interview. I was more relaxed, less awkward and robotic, I used the armrests, I didn’t apologize, I avoided water.
“Well, I can’t say I’m not impressed. Thank you for your time, Mr. Moreau,” said Dom-the-Stanford-admissions-guy.
“No, sir. Thank you,” I replied, smoothly, shaking his hand, retrieving my bag, and exiting the room, feeling accomplished.
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* Twice in a Lifetime
Short StoryWhen Luke is inexplicably given a second chance to make The Day right, he takes it. I mean, who wouldn't? But there's always a catch, isn't there.
