I am currently in my uncle's house, beautifully situated on the Nechako river, surrounded by trees.  My aunt kindly left me her car so I can galavant all day in Prince George.  There is one problem: I'm afraid to touch the door knob to leave.  You see, the house is alarmed.  I was given the simple drill last night as to how to use it, and I figured I shouldnt have a problem.  So I went outside today, coded my password, went to the garage.  Touched the doorknob, and the alarm went off.  Loudly.  I ran back in, coded the password to make it stop.  Alarm company calls, I give them a passcode.  I thought that was it.  I made my way outside, passcoding all the way, and nothing happened for twenty minutes.  Then from the riverbank, I hear an earsplitting alarm.  I run back, and passcode ten times to get back in, and eventually shut the alarm off.  I   The neighbours came.  "Who are you?  I'm calling Alton" said one neighbour.  My uncle explained.
But the alarm company hasn't called yet, and I think that means the cops are coming.  Prince George might have to wait until someone opens the door for me.
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oh goodness. the trouble you're getting into out there. i miss you already. and i think this here postcard i found at my doorstep was from you :) you're a sweetheart.
- rick.
hey babe. I feel terrible about our quickie goodbye... I think I thought I'd see you again before you headed off.
Enjoy the lovely british columbia, which I miss so much. And enjoy your odd house arrest...
Wow! That's a lot of security! I hope that at least if you're trapped, you feel safe. Although I wouldn't like to feel trapped like it seems you could be feeling. You did make me smile though. It's a shame to waste a day of car use on being scared to touch the doornob too. I'm so sorry. Have a great summer tree-planting though! Love you!
-Jolene
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