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August 1995: Voice Mail 12
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SPEAK! *BEEP*
"Hey guys, it's Benny, remember me? Anyway, I'm sorry but there's this issue with the rent. I need to talk to you. Call me."
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Letter 10
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Dear Mom,
I'm sorry I haven't written in a while. Roger's been sick. But don't worry; I've been taking care of him. Other then that, not much has been going on here. Just thought I'd send you an update so you'd stop having to call.
Love,
Mark
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Voice Mail 13
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SPEAK! *BEEP*
"Dude, it's Benny again. You haven't called me. We need to talk. My phone number's 372-8462. Use it."
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September 1995: Living Alive
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April's alive.
Well, not really. But there's this girl that's living in my Avenue B building that reminds me of her. She's been a tenant for a while and there was always something about her that I could never quite put my finger on. It wasn't so much how she looked exactly, but when she smiled... Yes, I know I'm married, but I can't get over it. It's been two years since she died but everything seems to come rushing back to me when I'm around that girl. Her smell. Her taste. Her spirit. God, I miss her. It was one of the one times in my life that I truly felt alive. I want that high again. I haven't felt that way for years. Alison would kill me if she knew and I don't want to hurt her. I don't mean to hurt her. I mean, Alison's everything that a man could ask for. She's beautiful and smart and funny... But then again, statistically aren't the majority of men who have affairs, the ones who are happily married? I need to see her again.
I just want to see her smile.
August 1995: Voice Mail 12
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SPEAK! *BEEP*
"Hey guys, it's Benny, remember me? Anyway, I'm sorry but there's this issue with the rent. I need to talk to you. Call me."
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Letter 10
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Dear Mom,
I'm sorry I haven't written in a while. Roger's been sick. But don't worry; I've been taking care of him. Other then that, not much has been going on here. Just thought I'd send you an update so you'd stop having to call.
Love,
Mark
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Voice Mail 13
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SPEAK! *BEEP*
"Dude, it's Benny again. You haven't called me. We need to talk. My phone number's 372-8462. Use it."
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September 1995: Living Alive
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April's alive.
Well, not really. But there's this girl that's living in my Avenue B building that reminds me of her. She's been a tenant for a while and there was always something about her that I could never quite put my finger on. It wasn't so much how she looked exactly, but when she smiled... Yes, I know I'm married, but I can't get over it. It's been two years since she died but everything seems to come rushing back to me when I'm around that girl. Her smell. Her taste. Her spirit. God, I miss her. It was one of the one times in my life that I truly felt alive. I want that high again. I haven't felt that way for years. Alison would kill me if she knew and I don't want to hurt her. I don't mean to hurt her. I mean, Alison's everything that a man could ask for. She's beautiful and smart and funny... But then again, statistically aren't the majority of men who have affairs, the ones who are happily married? I need to see her again.
I just want to see her smile.