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Bruce Conroy’s expression shifted to one of all business. “So, how much did the administrator explain to you?” he asked. “I don’t want to double up on what you’ve already been told. That’s boring for everybody.” “I haven’t been told much,” I replied, “except that I would be partnering with somebody for the first couple of stories.” “That’s exactly how it’s going to go,” my new editor said. “I’m going to put you with one of our top writers. And you’ll be doing three stories where you co-write with her. When you finish those three, you’ll have a good idea of how the Palace Press runs. And then you’ll be free to pitch ideas at the next available morning meeting.” “What do you mean how it’s run? Don’t we just write once you accept a pitch?” “Not here at the Palace Press,” Bruce Conroy ex