I whipped out my phone to get a reinforcement.
It had a case with a smiley face with a red nose and rainbow frizzy hair on it.
Don’t fail me now.
I called that first person in mind to see if this project could work.
One ring.
Two rings..
Three rings…
“Hey, Aeronwy.”
“Hey…I really need your help with something and I trust you with this info.”
“Really? Are you okay? You sound really nervous?”
“Yeah, my voice is shaking after hearing that I may face bankruptcy with this stupid new tax that was thrown on me. Relax, this is a project that could use your talents, and I hope you have enough self-confidence by now to help.”
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