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The second note arrived a few weeks after Halloween. It was waiting on the carpet when Tom came downstairs to get the morning paper, the note thrown in through the mail slot. Marie was upstairs in the bathroom putting on her makeup before work; she had recently started a job as a surgical scheduler at Pitt. Tom was in his fourth year of graduate school in the Department of Biomedical Informatics.
You look good in skirts.
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