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Authors: Ava Zavora

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His voice was soulful and
mysterious. Commanding. Rich and hypnotic. She wanted to sink into
its sensual depths and be smothered with it.
    She should have guessed from his evasive
e-mail. He knew what his voice would do to her. She felt
ambushed.

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    From: Eden E

    Date: Sun, Aug 5, at 3:48 PM
    To: Adam -


    Who/What is your enemy? Is it a person? An
idea? Yourself?

    "Heart full of gristle" "depression that
swarms upon the rivers of blood and gold" - I can't get over these
images.

    Why do you want it deleted? I'll do it of
course but just wondering.

    So did you ever go to university? After you
left home?

    Have you seen/spoken to your mother since
you were little?

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    From: Adam -

    Date: Sun, Aug 5, at 3:53 PM
    To: Eden E

    I don't know if it's excitement or intrigue
or something else that overcomes you and causes such elisions. I
mean - where were you today? And, you didn't comment on my
voice.

    I don't even remember what inspired me to
write that. So I cannot answer.

    Because I don't trust your computer, that is
why, with a seasoning of my desire for the ultimate privacy.

    I smiled when my iPad flashed to inform me
you had written.

    I am glad I could offer you such vivid
imagery.

    I didn't go to university, regrettably.

    I have spoken to my mother.

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    From: Eden E

    Date: Sun, Aug 5, at 4:05 PM
    To: Adam -


    Your voice. Your voice. I'm editing myself
before writing anything down. That doesn't count does it? Shall I
tell you something - I didn't want to open the file you sent. I
hurried home and just as I was about to open it, I stopped and
couldn't go on for awhile. I don't know why.

    I like your voice.

    Why don't you trust my computer? I control
my computer. Does that mean you don't trust me?

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    From: Adam -

    Date: Sun, Aug 5, at 4:09 PM
    To: Eden E

    Ha, still you don't tell me what you did
this afternoon.

    Why couldn't you go on? Something more than
"I like your voice"?

    Ha, that's the first ridiculous thing you've
said to me since we met. You think you control your computer, but I
guarantee it's as insecure and penetrable as most people’s. I don't
trust technology in general. I've seen what it is capable of. It's
not personal.

    And why were you editing yourself?

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    From: Eden E

    Date: Sun, Aug 5, at 4:19 PM
    To: Adam -


    I was in the city. I was taking a Krav Maga
class and afterwards I hit the heavy bags.

    I couldn't go on - because hearing your
voice would make you corporeal.

    I was editing myself because obviously I
didn't want to write down what I first thought of.

    I'll delete it right now.

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    From: Adam -

    Date: Sun, Aug 5, at 4:23 PM
    To: Eden E

    Krav Maga?

    What did you first think of? I insist.

    Your absence today was noticed.

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    From: Eden E

    Date: Sun, Aug 5, at 4:29 PM
    To: Adam -


    After I listened to it once, I listened to
it again. Then again.

    I was dirty and sweaty from Krav so I took a
shower. And after I got out of the shower, I listened to it again.
Then I got dressed.

    I have to go now because I'm having dinner
at my parents' house with relatives from the East Coast. And I have
to cook.

    Good night.

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    From: Adam -

    Date: Sun, Aug 5, at 4:33 PM
    To: Eden E

    OK but that doesn't answer my question
regarding what you first thought of.

    Dirt and sweat are underrated.

    Alas, I will sleep
then.

    Enjoy the dinner. Well, I hope they will
enjoy it.

    Good night my dear.

    Not intrigue. Not excitement.