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It’s the start of nothing good.

I fired off a storm of raunchy text messages…to the wrong number.

And he replied.

Him: Show me a picture.

Him: Tell me your name.

Why does the lure of anonymity have me craving to indulge a stranger?

It’s the start of everything right.

I received a slew of text messages…when everything in my life was wrong.

And she made me laugh again.

Her: You’re probably a creeper.

Her: Possibly a stalker.

Why do I have the overwhelming need to find this stranger who saved me and make her mine?

Him: Take a chance with me.

Her: This is crazy.

Him: I need to see you.

Her: What are we doing?

Him: We’re about to find out.

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