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  <title>Comments on 'Positive ID'</title>
  <subtitle>The phone rang.
&amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Mr. Gosnell?&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;This is Mercy General. I'm calling in regards to your daughter, Leslie Gosnell.&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;What's happened?!&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Well, sir she was in a car accident and has been admitted here. I'm afraid she was DOA.&amp;quot;
....
&amp;quot;I'll need you to come identify the body.&amp;quot;
....
&amp;quot;Sir? I'm very sorry.&amp;quot;
_Sobs._ 
_Click_

Mr. and Mrs. Gosnell look with red-rimmed eyes at the swollen and mangled brunette flat on the cold steel table. Her eyes and cheeks are swollen, her face bruised and cut, and one arm missing.

&amp;quot;It's so hard to tell. I just can't believe that is our little Leslie!&amp;quot; Mrs. Gosnell breaks into uncontrollable weeping.

&amp;quot;She had a birthmark. On the inside of her elbow, a tan sort of splotch,&amp;quot; offered Mr. Gosnell, &amp;quot;But with her arm...&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Mr. and Mrs. Gosnell, I need a positive ID. Is this your daughter?&amp;quot; pushed the coroner.

&amp;quot;I think so....What do you think, hon?&amp;quot; Mr. Gosnell effectively shoved the burden onto his wife.
&amp;quot;Yes. It's her.&amp;quot; Mrs. Gosnell decided it was time to accept the truth.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-06-11T15:31:47Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Positive ID</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Wow, how heartbreaking. &lt;br /&gt;I agree with John, the transition is a little abrupt. It&amp;#8217;s hard to smooth out the transition while at the same time not sacrificing character space, but something as silly as adding the symbol&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;in between the sections might help.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-11T15:31:47Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>&#9824;Ana Cristina&#9829;</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Positive ID</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Thanks John!&lt;br /&gt;I fixed the sentence. Also, I&amp;#8217;m writing this quickly, so it may be rushed as well, apologies. I&amp;#8217;ll work on it :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-06T23:03:22Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Mistress Elsha Hawk</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Positive ID</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;That is one cold hearted operator.&lt;br /&gt;Your transition from the phone conversation to the morgue was a little too quick. Also, I might re-word that to &amp;#8220;one arm missing.&amp;#8221; Otherwise it almost seems as though her face is missing one arm.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-06T21:58:20Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>John Perkins</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Positive ID</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;omg how tragic.. these poor people just lost thier daughter. You really feel for these people.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-06T21:44:54Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Apostrophe </name>
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