( She was putting on eyeliner for her evening out when the shakes hit. )

She was in the quad, working on her laptop in between two exams when her usual search engines pointed her to the article.

Robert Lyle, 23, American businessman, found dead in Chaobai River... The article went on to say that Lyle's wife had died two weeks previous, that it was believed he died sometime prior to the weekend, and the cause of death ( Read more... )

Even while keeping in contact the last couple weeks through tiny Isabel and teeny Bridge and their keepers, e-mail with Zero, and text messages from a transformed BoyIsabel, having people actually staying with her was going to be a treat ( Read more... )

TO: [Parker's usual friend's list][copy burnt & sent to Alanna by candle]
FROM: Parker
Subject: GRRR.
Hey guys ( Read more... )

( Parker's in-box had a few unique items in it this morning.(cut for narrative and large postcards) )

Parker was currently communicating with Dr. Marc Jeffries. She'd been e-mailing him all day long, and he'd finally checked his damn e-mail, and she'd been able to convince him to meet her on AIM.

( IM conversation between an incognito investigator and a skeptical microbiologist. )

Parker returned Jarod's phone call as soon as she was back in her room. It gave her a little space to not-think, and try not to replay the events of the afternoon in her head.

( Then she wrote to Angelo. )

TO: [anyone Parker has an e-mail address for, student, faculty, alumni, or townie ( Read more... )

( The week since Sunday )

Angelo,

Band played Baltimore. Possible record label audition in the offing. Woo.
Got arrested.
Called Jarod. Arranged bail.
Waited.
Band bailed out. But not me. Sydney came through. Told stories at IHOP. Ack.

Called Jarod. Never say his name to me again.

Yelled at Daisy.
And Bel.

Drowned last of the Ex's stuff.....so angry I want to set fire ( Read more... )