Chick and Sol Stop By Buck's Office At His Request

Hey guys. Thanks for stopping by.

No problem.

What’s up?

I came back from lunch today and I found this note on my desk:

"206

My day has come and it’s shining."

Man, that's weird. What the does it mean?

I don’t know.

Is 206 your office number?

No. We're on the fifth floor.

Oh, right.

Phone extension?

No. We all have five digit extensions.

Maybe it’s an area code.

I thought of that and looked it up. Area code 206 is in Seattle.

Wow. How far from Seattle are we?

Fourteen hundred sixty-six miles.

Do you recognize the handwriting?

Nope.

Well, maybe that’s just it.

What?

Maybe it’s just some kind of supernatural memo letting you know your day has come.

Really?

And it’s shining.

(Re-reads the note.) Wouldn’t it be someone informing me their day has come? I mean, it’s not “your” day has come it’s “my” day.

Yeah, you’re right. Sorry. I guess your day hasn’t come. Has your day been shiny at all?

No.

Mmm. Oh for two.

Did anyone else in your office get a mysterious message?

Not a one.

Hmm.

Maybe you have a secret admirer. And they are telling you that you made their day shiny.

Maybe.

I had a secret admirer in seventh grade. Her name was Bianca.

Wow. She sounds exotic.

She…uh…well...she played on the j.v. football team.

Oh.

She wrote really nice notes to me, though. She’d leave them in my locker between classes. They were very pleasant and she had delightful handwriting.

Did it look anything like the handwriting on the note Buck got? Maybe she tracked Buck down all these years later.

Maybe. Bianca? Are you here? Bianca?