For the last 137 days, though, the story has been about the paper itself.

He was talking about the paper I'd written in class last week.

"Any word on what she had to say about the white paper?"

Nor was anything said about the writing paper, and how she had got hold of it.

Maybe not about the paper, but he knows what's in it.

That was probably the only positive thing one could say about the paper.

Then take them to the top with you, and do something about the paper.

They used the word "passion" a lot when talking about the paper.

He believed I cared about the job, and the paper.

But we never wrote about the other paper the way they've been doing this week.