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“To distract ave me a curious look, but didn’t probe any further

Finally, the et back on campus I felt I had done as much as I could to washupbeat about what the second half of my freshman year had to offer

I had a nine-o’clock lecture in Tisch Hall I was up at seven to shower, do ht outfit—a dark pair of tough-weave denily and a ca neckline I wore a pair of white boots with awhite peacoat, knitted cap and scarf over it for s to clean, I had allowedto kill the time

I was still waiting for dad to see the statement

Dressed, feeling fresh and looking forward to another semester in my new life, I left and started my brisk walk toward Tisch Hall It was still dark outside, the sun low and hidden under a steel-gray sky of clouds Half way there I decided it was too cold toaround the buildings, and turned into the yelloar warm

I ordered my usual cinnah my purse to find my punch card I was pretty sure I was due a free one after this

“That’ll be 421,” the cashier said

“One second, I have a card to sta now to find it in the mess of my purse There was already a line and everyone was tired and gru I had spent so my purse instead of the room, but finally I spied the corner of the white card and pulled it out

Only it wasn’t my coffee card

TO ALLIE

FROM JAMES

Merry Christmas!

IOU one present

I stared at it just long enough to register what it was, then crahts of James that it immediately summoned

I handed the girl a credit card instead