I worked over 10 hours today.
I came home and laid in my bed and did nothing. I finally got up and fixed myself something to eat. I got on the phone and dialed Michelle’s number.
She wasn’t there.
I talked to her brother.
It was very strange. My voice was in her house. I found in joy in that.
Stranger Unaware is a play on the words of Hebrews 13:2. I am writing this screenplay, because I desperately want it to be a reality. I need a special friend.
I forgot to tell you that I talked to Syndi Monday night over the phone. She is doing okay and she can’t decide whether or not she is going to stay at home or return to Lees-McRae. I have a hunch though that she will come back to school. I need her there. May 7, 1995 was simply too wonderful of a night to never see her again.
I also talked to James over the phone and I called Crystal, Clifton, and Leslie. I miss them all. James was as funny as ever.
Forty-seven more days.
I sat next to Tenielle at church tonight. She is the greatest! She smiles at me all the time.
I pray we never say goodbye.
If I could keep her by my side at all times, I would.
Goodnight Tenielle.
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I came up with an idea for a screenplay today. I will try to begin working on it.
I believe it would be titled Stranger Unaware.
I’ll keep you posted.
