Mids

Hello, Kiddo.

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We have an opportunity. We have the house to ourselves tonight. The sister is away and the niece is staying over her friend’s house, she will not be back until tomorrow morning. It is now 8:30 PM.

Will I go outside? Yes. Do I expect Maia to materialize as Carol Jacobsen? No.

It only takes several minutes for Maia to exit me, not hours. I will wait for one hour tonight. If she does not show then I will exercise my plan.

I know that I was Michael Antonucci, the traits of Pops are now apparent. The black frame glasses, the black casual slacks and black socks, these are things that Charlie would never wear. My lower half is dressed like Pops and my upper half is dressed like Charlie, with sweatshirts and hoodies. I myself would not dress this way, my taste is different.

I went outside last night and nothing. This morning I realized that the sister was soon to leave, so I thought “Okay”. Just before the niece left I noticed something outside. I began to think about this and Maia smiled. Maybe she saw something yesterday that I did not.

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There are only two reasons why she will not come out. One, she does not know how to. Two, she hates me. If I am wrong then prove me wrong, Maia, for this is old and I am quite tired.

Do I expect Maia to materialize tonight? No. Am I planning on my plan tomorrow? Yes. We have a window of opportunity like never before. Everyday I hear “I want out”, “We’re leaving”, “Almost”, now she has her opportunity to prove me wrong. She wants to leave, now’s our chance.

Have a good night, Kiddo, and keep it stellar.

Love, VON

xo xo

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