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  <title>Comments on 'Excused Absence'</title>
  <subtitle>A few days after the kiss, however, Kyra was not at school. Or the day after that. And girls I had never seen before came up to me and asked me where she was and gave me dirty looks when I said I honestly didn't know.

Teachers skipped over her name in roll. A small little formality, but definitely enough to notice. I think some students were asking where she was, and why she wasn't at school. I didn't understand it. The both of us had just talked for two hours on the phone the last Sunday night, and then on Monday, it was as if she vanished.

I was starting to get worried, and I asked my teachers where she was. Mr. Warburton, who I suspected knew a little of our relationship, just nodded sadly at me and sighed.

Home. I checked IM, phone messages, mail, e-mail, anything, but nothing came up.

It wasn't until 11:43:12 that night that I learned her father had died.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-23T23:41:26Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Excused Absence</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;good job.&lt;br /&gt;sequel ?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-23T23:41:26Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Brandiee;*&lt;3</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Excused Absence</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I thought she herself was sick, but I could see the shadow of death hanging about somewhere.  I thought you were going to kill the love interest off.  I have troubles with romance&amp;#8230;making it work&amp;#8230;I typically end by killing someone, having a huge fight followed by time and sand, or a peaceful friendship.  I&amp;#8217;m intrigued by where you&amp;#8217;ll take this.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-20T22:12:47Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Storykeeper of Fae</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Excused Absence</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Me neither, how sad!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-20T21:25:11Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Lone Writer</name>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Oh my gosh! I was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  expecting that!! Nice twist.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-19T01:32:41Z</published>
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      <name>.:band baby:.</name>
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