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The Jar

Published by David V. Barth at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 by David V. Barth

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1: Preface
Chapter 2: The Quiet of Good Friday was broken by a loud Crash
Chapter 3: Finch has an Incurable Sweet Tooth
Chapter 4: Finch Accidentally breaks the Candy Jar
Chapter 5: The Importance of The Jar to the Candy Girl
Chapter 6: Finch is Frantic to Replace the Smashed Candy Jar
Chapter 7: Finch Arrives Early on Monday to replace the candy jar
Chapter 8: The Candy Girl never sees the "Made in China" sticker on her 150-year old family heirloom
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Chapter 10: About the Author

Chapter 1: Preface

This very short fiction story was inspired by an event that occurred in the office where I worked. I embellished the events. All characters in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

It was a very quiet afternoon where I worked as a temporary contractor. My job was to manipulate data using a desktop computer. It was a dream job because my supervisor and my coworkers were very likable, pleasant, and fun to work with.

Chapter 2: The Quiet of Good Friday was broken by a loud Crash

Because it was Good Friday, management had allowed employees to leave work early. A few were still at work, as I was. Suddenly, the quiet was shattered by a loud crash. Instinctively, I shut my eyes, ducked my head, and threw my hands over my face to protect them from whatever had happened. Then quiet returned. You could have heard the proverbial pin drop. I slowly, hesitatingly, opened my eyes, not knowing what kind of carnage I might see. Amazingly, I didn't see any blood, but the floor was covered with glass shards. At first, I thought that the large plate glass windows along the side of the building had imploded into the room. That would explain the loud crash and all of the glass on the floor.

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