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QTHERESURRECTION: Hey, it’s Q.
SACKCLOTHANDASHES: Hi!
QTHERESURRECTION: Did you ever think about how much time
Margo must have spent planning everything?
SACKCLOTHANDASHES: Yeah, like leaving the letters in the
alphabet soup before Mississippi and leading you to the minimall, you
mean?
QTHERESURRECTION: Yeah, these aren’t things you think up in ten
minutes.
SACKCLOTHANDASHES: Maybe the notebook.
QTHERESURRECTION: Exactly.
SACKCLOTHANDASHES: Yeah. I was thinking about it today
because I remembered one time when we were shopping, she kept
sticking the notebook into purses she liked, to make sure it fit.
QTHERESURRECTION: I wish I had that notebook.
SACKCLOTHANDASHES: Yeah, probably with her, though.
QTHERESURRECTION: Yeah. It wasn’t in her locker?
SACKCLOTHANDASHES: No, just textbooks, stacked neat like they
always were.

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I studied at my desk and waited for other people to come online. Ben did after a
while, and I invited him into a chat room with me and Lacey. They did most of
the talking—I was still sort of translating—until Radar logged in and joined the
room. Then I put down my pencil for the night.
OMNICTIONARIAN96: Someone from New York City searched
Omnictionary for Margo Roth Spiegelman today.
ITWASAKIDNEYINFECTION: Can you tell where in New York City?
OMNICTIONARIAN96: Unfortunately, no.
SACKCLOTHANDASHES: Also there are still some posters up in
record stores there. It was probably just someone trying to find out about
her.
OMNICTIONARIAN96: Oh, right. I forgot about that.
Suck.
QTHERESURRECTION: Hey, I’m in and out because I’m using that
site Radar showed me to map routes between the places she pinholed.