Frank Montagnino demonstrates the “close 3rd” for us with his entry below:
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Melissa couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was the last thing she thought about at night and the first thought she had in the morning. It even invaded her dreams taking on different forms – most more horrible than the thing itself.
She had thought about it all the way to work despite stopping at the cleaners, the pharmacy and even while smiling at Nate, the doorman at her building.
In fact, the only time she hadn’t thought of it was the instant she stepped off the elevator when she realized that Nate was the third person she had met that morning.
