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April 17, 2007
Ted: Inner Voice
The doorbell and the telegram surprised her. Hearing from her dad after thirty eight years surprised her. Who even sends telegrams anymore, anyway?
She read the telegram. Well, guess I'll go. Packed an overnight bag, rented a car, and drove out to New Mexico.
The desert was a wonderland of color. The night air was colder than she thought it would be. This is a freaking desert, why the hell do I feel like I need a sweater?
She parked and steadied her nerves. She poured the gasoline and lit the match. I wonder where I can find a motel.
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