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      "body": "Oh, why, hello! I have not seen you in forever! Where have you been these last few weeks. Weeks! Has it really been that long? Didn’t we last see each other at Bill’s 80th birthday? Oh, that was so much fun. It’s crazy to think of how old Bill is now! Do you remember Bill? My, aren’t I getting old? I’m not that old, I hope. Please tell me I’m not that old.\n\nAnyways, there was something I found out just a day or so ago and I think you’d be very interested in knowing. Recently, the Sculptor, you know the one, run by Mr. and Mrs. Clay? Well, their most recent paper was all about the aliens that are coming. Dear me, I am quite frightened of what they might bring. You might not see much of me soon, I’ll be making myself scarce and just relaxing in my nice, cozy house. Did you hear what happened on Twining street? It’s just a block down from my house and my, the story really frightened me! I just had to come out and see if anyone was up and about. 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I didn't tell her about the things, but she sure was stubborn about the whole thing. She really liked the city and she wasn't willing to head out to the \"backwards country\", as she called it. Yes, she was stubborn, but I do miss her. Some days, I wake up and wonder where she went before reality kicks back in. I'm sorry for delaying, we just had so many good memories together. I really loved her. But anyways, the story.\n\nWe went on the guise of letting the kids have some time with their grandparents, my father had remarried a couple years prior, and for us to relax and get away from city life. Once there, I took a temporary  job selling newspapers so we'd have extra money for souvenirs. I had saved up for the last year to earn a vacation for a month, and I didn't want to run out of funds. We stayed at my parent's house, and I got my old bedroom again. There wasn't enough space for two people in that room, and my Paula, my wife, refused to sleep there anyways, so I booked her a motel for a few nights while we figure out the living arrangements. I stayed with her, and things were fine, but I still needed to know - would that thing come back if I was in my room?\n\nI had thought about if for a week while my parents tried to find an air mattress for us to sleep on in the living room. It was a small town and 4 guests at once wasn't very common, even if it was just family.  We warned them ahead of time, but they were getting older and not really used to having lots of people anymore. But this gave me the idea for sneaking to my room.\n\nI told Paula that there wasn't any queen matresses in the store, but there was a single. At first she insited I have it, but I refused and told her I would sleep in my old bed. I hadn't let the kids sleep in there, saying that they needed to stay together and my room didn't have a second bed. 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      "body": "Thank you! I don't have a phone but do have a mobile device - it may work on that! (And thanks for the suggestion - some days I want to write but don't want to sit at my computer!) =)",
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