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31st-Mar-2008 04:10 pm - && I'm trying to go back in time...
thinking

Chase sits on the dock near the boat house of the Great Lake, folding and refolding a letter he recieved. He puts it back in his pocket, takes it out again, rereads it, goes over the possibilites of its plausibility (is that a word...? He'll worry about that later) and repeats the routine about five thousand times. Needless to say he's distracted. 

Company is welcome.

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