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			<title>Four</title>
			<description>The next morning the skies were still a bluish gray minus the exception of the rain when Nicholas drop me off at the Bellucci's. The weather was still gloomy but I was actually looking forward to seeing Nevi again. Sadly for me when I reached the living room he was nowhere in sight. &amp;ldquo;He is n..</description>
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			<title>Three</title>
			<description>What he forgot to mentioned back in Texas was the fact that we would be traveling out of the state and driving for another hour to reached our specific destination. A small unknown town I've never heard of in the state of Oregon were his employer was located. When I'd asked him if the town he spoke ..</description>
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			<title>Two</title>
			<description>Three days. That's what it took for me to be able to walked around Nick's apartment like a stiffed board. I gave him the best wavering smile I could manage today.&amp;ldquo;So tell me,&amp;rdquo; Nick visibly cringed as he watched me having a hard time taking a seat across from him in his small kitchen ..</description>
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			<title>One</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;How is she?&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Better. I gave her medicine to lessen the pain but she still wakes up when she hurts.&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;What happen this time? I couldn't understand what you were saying in the phone.&amp;rdquo;I could hear their voices talking amongst each other through the foggy haze t..</description>
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