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Chapter 2: Something Important
Looking down, Mort noticed that he had been swinging the strings of his sweatshirt back and forth in a childish manner. He blushed beneath the hood and jammed his hands into his pockets. This looks like the place. New York Business and Financial Law. He nodded to himself, and pushed through the revolving door. In all honesty, he really wanted to go through it one, two, maybe ten times more, but he doubted that the lady at the front desk would appreciate his self-entertainment.
I hate elevators, he thought to himself as he rose through the building to the seventh floor, I really do. Stupid weather-witch and her stupid powers that she 'can't control'. Bitch. He stepped off, and scanned the doors for "Hoytes". It was the third on the right.
"Ah, Mr. Toynbee! So glad you could make it!" said the man cheerily. He was a rather annoying looking lawyer. Annoying looking comb-over, annoying pinstriped suit, and annoying fake smile. It was more of a grimace, really.
"Er... ya. Do ya think we could ge' on with this? I don' 'ave much time." This was a lie, of course. Really, he just didn't like being in this room. It was too... lawyer-ish.
"Of course. Now, for material possessions, I would have you attend the reading, but as it stands... ah... how do I say this? Here. This might explain it." The man handed him an envelope labeled "To Mr. Mortimer Toynbee" Mort tore it open, and read.
"Mort,
If you are reading this, I am presumably dead, and you are presumably laughing. But as you know, I like to get the last laugh. Ready for my last side splitter? You gave this to me five years ago. I'm giving it back now. You broke it anyways.
-Sandra"
The utterly confused British man raised an eyebrow at the lawyer. Nodding, the lawyer turned to a door at the back of the room and, called gently, "Doria, you can come in now."
Cautiously, a little girl about five years old stepped in. Toad gasped because he could tell at once she was his. She had rosy cheeks- normal colour-, long, black hair with random stripes of green, and, as she played with the folds of her black dress, she looked up at him with bright yellow eyes. "Daddy?"
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