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Love's Journal

It was a warm fall night, just past sunset, when a black car drove up in front of Frees hall at Doane College. A man with a scarred face, a slight limp, and a haunted look in his eyes stepped out. He was carrying a small tattered journal.
He walked up to the entrance and punched in a number on the call box. When the person responded, he spoke a few words and waited.
After a few minutes, a dark-haired woman opened the door and looked at the man, who handed her the journal. She looked at the front cover of the journal, then she looked closer at the man. Suddenly, she burst into tears and threw her arms around him in a long-awaited embrace. The man steered the sobbing woman back into the hall and into the rest of their lives.
All those reading this are probably wondering what was written on the cover of the journal, here it is:
“I’m back”

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