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Thought it would take more than a gift watch to make me this giddyhappy. Thought it would take less. But then, it was given to me so I felt what I felt, and a watch was precisely what it took. Came from a student before I ended the school week, from a not-any-student. One of university’s writers, a hard worker and a consummate girl of letters. One of the few who actually believed in the need to read while writing. Listen while speaking. This fan of Genoveva Edroza-Matute. This high-spirited but quiet girl. This flat one of a human being. Too familiar a face that none of us knew how to say goodbye when she left for one of them States. This pure of dream girl. We had to convert her into a familiar phantom as soon as possible. We still had work to do. The ghost months, and then she returned the morning before closing shop. This sighting. And right in my very cubicle. Bearing news, bearing chocolates, with questions, with watch with face – all of which I had to take then brush away because two students were deeply scheduled for consultation. Work to do. It was all I was or could be. Watch was perfect.

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