Stella surprises you in your office, it's always a happy surprise, a respite from the day, a chance to stare at her perfect nylon legs. You can never keep your eyes off of them. Your gaze drifts to her high arches, her dangling heel. You have a hard time focusing on her words, like always. It doesn't matter though. She's only a secretary.
It's as though she is mirroring your thoughts, you hear the word secretary pass through her lips. Then she shocks you out of your reverie, commenting that you had better stop staring at her legs and pay attention. Your eyes run up her long legs to her smiling face as she explains what she was really hired for: to erase you & every trace of you. She's an Eraser. It's unbelievable. You refuse to believe it. She has you google yourself. Nothing. It can't be true. You've spent your whole life building your name. How can this be real. You try to leave, but she makes it clear that there is nothing to go back to. Cars, mementos, even your wife. It's like you never existed.
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