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Never Come Back -1-

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Created on 5-5-08

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Mike was one of my old high school friends. He picked me up in his old truck and we reminicsed about old times on the way back to his house, where I was staying. I was up here for a job interview, it was a good job, good pay, and depending where I'd live, not a bad commuting distance. If I didn't get the job, then the trip up here would have been for nothing, just a waste of time.

HMike was still in college and lived in a little one-roomed apartment. I would be sleeping on the futon, I just hoped I'd fit. I was pretty tall. I really wanted to ask about her, but I was having a hard time working up the nerve. I was . . . anxious, scared that something had happened to her. Scared that it might have been my fault.

A couple of my other high school friends came over to say hi and we talked and joked around and had a good time. But underneath it all, I could feel a current of tension, like they were uneasy around me. My anxiety began to grow. They stayed for a few hours, and after they left I finally worked up the guts to say it:

"Hey Mike, whatever happened to Jade?"

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