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faltered. This was a company PR man, someone that ate bullshit for breakfast with a grin every single morning while reading the sports page.
    “I bet you’ve been looking forward to this. Must be very lonely with your husband so far away,” Francis said, sneaking a glance from the corner of his eye.
    “It is very difficult. But my husband is worth the wait,” Annie said sharply, leaving out any hope of advancement on Sharp’s part.
    Annie followed Mr. Sharp through the door to their left, passing an office with a very large man sitting behind the desk eating donuts. He briefly looked up as they passed, his mouth caked with powdered sugar. Annie smiled and continued on, feeling anxious as they passed a door with Room One written across the front. Mr. Sharp paused before the door on their right, this one being the third room. He opened the door and stepped back, allowing them entrance.
    “Now the link has been established and your husband is waiting on his end. Just press the green button there and you’re good to go. Please remember that there is a three to five second delay.”
    “We will, thank you.”
    Mr. Sharp nodded and shut the door. Annie felt a bit uncomfortable around him. She could feel his eyes watching her the entire time he’d led them down the hall, picturing what her ass might look like in a black thong. Licking his lips like a predator. Annie shook her head, not wanting to give that prick another moment of her time. She took a seat before the monitor and lifted Logan up on her lap, her skin breaking out in bumps from excitement. She bounced Logie on her knee as the screen went from black to blue, an hourglass turning slowly in the screens center. Annie became overwhelmed with emotion as her husband’s face appeared. They both began to cry. Unable to contain the flow of tears as she looked at the man she loved.
    “You need to shave,” Annie laughed.
    “I’ll have to get around to it,” Daniels said after a three second pause. He wiped the tears from his eyes and looked at his son. “You have gotten so big.”
    “Hi daddy,” Logan said cheerfully, waving with excitement. “Look, I have a new robot!” Logan held up the little toy his mother had gotten him, waving it back and forth.
    “That is an awesome robot, Logie.” Travis took a deep breath and held it, feeling a fresh batch of tears forming. “Are you being a good boy for your mother?”
    “Yes, daddy,” Logan said sweetly, looking down as he felt shy.
    “Do you miss your daddy?”
    “I miss you daddy,” Logan said, smiling.
    “I miss you too, every day sweetheart.” Travis turned away from the screen and talked to someone out of view, nodding with disappointment. “I love you Logie, but I need to talk to mommy for a minute.”
    “Okay daddy, I love you.”
    Travis kissed his hand and touched the screen, unable to hold back the tears. Logie touched the screen and pressed his small hand to his father’s large hand. Annie helped Logan off the chair and led him out into the hallway and into the room across from them, set up as a little daycare with toys and videos. Knowing her time was incredibly short, she turned on a video and smiled at the young woman in charge of watching her son before hurrying back across the hall.
    “He’s getting so much older.” Travis shook his head. “I’m so sorry you have to raise our son all alone.”
    “I know.” She touched the screen and caressed the image of her husband’s face. The feel was of cold glass, not that of the rough texture of her husband’s face, his skin always carrying a five o’clock shadow. She’d gotten on his case so many times over the years to keep up his grooming, telling him his face felt like sandpaper. At this moment she’d take his rough cheeks in a heartbeat. To feel the warmth of his breath running over the back of her neck. “How are you carrying on?”
    “It’s so very different here.” Travis looked about his surroundings. He himself was in a