"Thanks Roybin." Herbert said
Roybin nodded as Roybin loaded the remaining pizza boxes. Herbert, a really great friend had to leave work early. Roybin was taking his load as well as hers. Roybin hoped his mom would be ok as she saw Herbert leave for the hospital. Roybin was pushing the speed limit but she managed to deliver rather quickly. Roybin was on her last delievery, but it was taking forever to find the place. Roybin nearly missed it but at last Roybin had found the tiny hole-in-the-wall house. It did seem to flicker but Roybin shook her head, thinking it was just her eyes. Roybin grabbed the pizza warmer that contained the last five pizzas. Either this Mr. Mark was a big eater or he was having a party Roybin thought as she walked up the steps. Roybin partly expected a crotchy old man because when she took his order he was really picky. After Roybin stood on the porch about to leave, the door opened. It was a guy who probably wasn't older than thirty. His height made her nervous. He was at least seven feet tall, nearly two feet taller than she was. Roybin swallowed and asked, "Are you Mr. Marks?"
"Yes" His voice was deep enough for a drum
"I am here to deliver your pizza."
"Thank you."
"Have a good day." Roybin said as she walked away.
Pressing Foreward, Ever forward------- "A bend in the road isn't the end of the road... unless you fail to make the turn."
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