self up from the divan； using both hands to steady the camera as she zoomed
in quickly。 This was a cinematicgold mine。
Yeah； or a land mine。
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Air Mail … Par Avion … July 12
Dear Jenny；
I？m gay。
Love；
Dan
back in time
？We？re h…o…o…o…o…o…me！？ Serena？s voice echoed through the foyer and deep into her parents？
apartment； which she knew； as soon as she pushed the door open； was empty。 It had that dark；
quiet； cold quality of a home without anyone inside it； which was hardly surprising； since her
parents spent more time out of the country than they did curled up on the couch。 She wasn？t even
sure when she？d last seen them on the couch。
？God； I have to pee。？ Blair shoved past her and into the apartment； turning on lights as she
went？the landscape of Serena？s penthouse apartment was as familiar to her as that of her own
home。 She disappeared down the gallery hallway； making a beeline for Serena？s bedroom。 Nate
shuffled in behind them； closing the door a little too noisily。 The slam magnified in the eerily quiet
rooms。
？Sorry。？ He shot Serena a crooked smile。
？It？s okay。？ Serena tossed her keys onto the mahogany console table； where they landed with a
clatter。 ？Let？s find something to eat。？ She led Nate into the apartment and through the kitchen？s
swinging door。
Peering into the nearly barren Sub…Zero； Serena considered their options。 ？We？ve got some
olives；？ she announced。 ？A bag of baby carrots。 I think there？s some cheese。You can probably find
some crackers or something somewhere。 I don？t know where the new maid keeps everything。？
Itis so hard to find good help。
？I？ll take care of i