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Tuesday, March 11th, 2008
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10:22a - Paige and OTA
Paige sighed, putting her suitcase down in the hall with a loud thump. She was utterly exhausted, and the cab ride from the airport to the Manor had finished her off. Right now, she didn't even think she could carry her suitcase upstairs.
But if she did, then she could sleep. Mmm, sleep. Part of her was tempted to go find Warren, but then she'd have to explain why she ran away - well, not ran away, Momma was ill. But there might have been some hiding involved. Lord, she wanted a hug though.
Sighing again, she picked up her suitcase, unwinding her scarf from around her neck as she headed for the stairs.
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6:13p
To: j.allerdyce@xaviers.edu
From: r.lebeau@xaviers.edu
Date: 03/11/2008 6:14pm
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