6.	slightly garbled phone message from my mother
	Hey William Wolfe. This is your mother. Your dad's sitting next to me. We are at home. It is windy; it is cold. Oh. And the dog? I don't know where oh he's here with us too anyway we were just wanted to know whether you've talked-- I'm sure that you have-- talked to your girlfriend since the bad storms yesterday. And we just wanted if everything was okay, and that is about it. So that is all. Or at at least it's almost all. And there's a car turning into the driveway at the house behind us. And there is a rope in our tree, and it's blowing in the wind. And there is a ladder at the house behind us up against the house going up to the roof but I don't see Santa Claus or anybody on the roof. And there is a big puddle of water in the Fowlers' back yard. And a big puddle of water back at the pond. And that's about it. So, talk to you later, goodbye. Sent Wednesday, February sixth at: 4:04 PM. One minute, 11 seconds.
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