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Come Away With Me
It would be a while before I would hear anything from Paulie about her plan. It was almost as if she forgot about it. Even though I knew she didn’t. There had been times when I thought that Paulie herself was not emotionally strong enough to come up with a plan.
Finally though about two weeks later I was sitting at the window in the library looking at the rain when Paulie came up to me.
"Do you still want to help me?" she whispered to me.
"Yes" I had replied.
And as the rain pounded against the window, Paulie whispered her master plan to get Tory back from across the table. As I listened my only thought was a silent prayer. "Please let this plan work"
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My part of the plan was quite simple. Most of which would not even come into effect until after the plan worked…if it worked. As for now, my job was to get Tory to the roof as soon as possible. Then, it would be up to Paulie.
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"Tory, TORY!" I screamed when I saw her by the mailboxes.
"What is it Mary?"
She seemed panicked, good, meant the plan was working.
"It’s Paulie. She, she. I think she’s going to kill herself!"
"WHAT! Where is she?!"
"I don’t know" I lied "all I have is this note." I handed it to her
She read it then left.
What is life without love? I love you Tory, and I will dance alone.
I did not get the note at first. Paulie had to tell me that she would go to the roof where they often danced alone. I remember watching them dance there my first night. Apparently though Tory did, because she took off for it without a seconds thought.
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I went to our room. I watched them argue I watched Paulie plead, and I watched them both cry as they talked. I couldn’t watch long as I was tired, but I knew if Paulie’s plan worked this would be the last time I saw either of them. So I watched a little while longer before going to sleep.
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When I woke up the next morning the sun was glaring into the room. I looked over and almost cried at what I saw. Two beds both perfectly made not being slept in at all. Paulie’s plan had worked. She had convinced Tory to come away with her. Where? I don’t know, but they were both gone.


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