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April 2, 2007

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“Dear God. My head,” she moaned. She choked back a dry heave as the hot water ran over her pounding temples.

Last night had been… what? They’d taken Tom’s car to the club. He called her maddeningly beautiful. They danced, drank, kissed, drank. He worshipped the ground she walked on. The nicest guy she’d ever known.

And she’d left the club with Gary. She shook her aching head, confused. “That can’t be right…”

And then she remembered the look on Tom’s face as she left the club. It was true. She sat on the floor of the shower and sobbed.

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