<font color="darkseagreen">He paces back and forth at the door.. A letter writhing in his damp grasp. With a final decision he slides it underneath the door.. <i>Aiden</i> scrawled in his neatest hand writing possible...</font> inside- -- :-: Aiden McLean's Apartment :-:

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Date Posted: 09:06:02 09/19/01 Wed
Author: James
Subject: He paces back and forth at the door.. A letter writhing in his damp grasp. With a final decision he slides it underneath the door.. Aiden scrawled in his neatest hand writing possible... inside-

Dear Aiden
I still am not sure I could face you, especially if I have to see his face so soon. We will get through this, I hope you understand I still love you. Just let me fume a bit. Rational boyfriend feelings you understand. We'll be together soon, although it may take some work on my part. I hope you understand.
Love always, James

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*Shane had heard the steps, had seen the letter, and was true enough to Aiden to take the note into her bedroom, placing it beside her while she slept. An hour later, she wakes, stretching slowly, noticing the paper. Still tired emerald eyes scan his printing, and she carefully closes the letter, placing it in her side drawer. Biting her lip, she rises, trying to fight the sense of dread and make it to start her day.* -- Aiden, 19:51:25 09/19/01 Wed

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