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Screensize: 640 x 480 800 x 600 1024 x 768 1280 x 1024 UserName: Password: Format Mode: Basic  Help  Prompt  Format: Font Andale Mono Arial Arial Black Book Antiqua Century Gothic Comic Sans MS Courier New Georgia Impact Lucida Console Script MT Bold Stencil Tahoma Times New Roman Trebuchet MS Verdana   Size 1 2 3 4 5 6   Color Black Red Yellow Pink Green Orange Purple Blue Beige Brown Teal Navy Maroon LimeGreen Message: * HTML is OFF * Forum Code is ON Smilies Where is he going? Where has he been? Rush of leaves on the ground. Stinging rain. She opens the door to him wet on the deck. Steps aside when he walks in. He's in the parlor with the poker in his hand. Rearranging logs on the grate. Turning his pockets out on the table as if he were finally home. "Come closer," he says. Or she does.