This afternoon he had an interview with Marlin who'd been at the fairgrounds when the bat attack had occurred. Tablet and camera in hand, he was ready to get the story. Compiling everything was going to be a task, but he and his partner, who was a gem with a pen or rather a keyboard were up for the task.
He sat waiting, early as always, sipping on coffee to fend of the chill that came with setting sun in October. It wasn't quite that time, but the air cooled slightly even in just the late afternoon.
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