The stuck drawer, the one he had been trying to shut for the last twelve minutes, suddenly found the groove on the track and decided it would slam shut.
At the very last millisecond, he managed to yank his left hand out of the way and the newly loose drawer made a cracking noise like a bad snare drum in an empty church.
“Sorry, Ella!”
Bobby inspected the d…
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