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Forty Three

With this knowledge, Kim wanted to have a long talk with Baxter. “Could we take an early lunch?” she asked. “I’m buying.” Although there had been no mention of an expense account, Kim decided she could afford a lunch.

Sam quickly accepted and they went out to Kim’s car.

Seeing it, he whistled softly and asked reverently, “Is this yours?”

“Yes, it is,” Kim replied, scarcely able to keep the note of pride from her voice.

“Wow!” Baxter exclaimed, “tech reps are paid far more than I would have thought.”

“That’s not really my job,” Kim replied with no further amplification.

“What is your job?” he asked.

“I’m a machine-tool designer,” she replied. “I design the machines we were talking about this morning.”

“But...” Sam began, but then his voice just tailed off.

“But I’m a girl,” Kim said with a grin. Then she snapped her fingers and said, “Oh, damn!”

“What was that all about?”

“I forgot. I’m sorry.”

“Sorry about what?”

“I’m a girl,” Kim replied. “I’m supposed to do everything with a bobby p
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