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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 7:24 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 8:18 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 10:43 am
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Friday, Twyla paced up and down in the kitchen. Maybe I shouldn't go. But I was asked to go, so I should at least try to leave. Why am I worried about this? Maybe because the only person I'll know is Tam. Still, there might be some people from work there... After a while, about 2 or 3 minutes of pondering, Twyla wrote a note to her father saying she'd be out and put it by the phone. She pulled on a coat, took the paper with the address off the fridge and consulted it. Then she stuffed it in a pocket and hurried out the door and down the street.
After getting confused at a couple crossroads, Twyla found herself standing at the door of his apartment. A couple people were already there, she could tell by the noise inside of the complex. She bit her tongue, turned her short-brimmed hat down, and rang the doorbell.
All she had to do was wait.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 5:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 9:46 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 6:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 5:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 8:14 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:40 pm
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