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I'm spending the night at a friend's house while she's out of town, so I'm all alone in this big, creaky house with two cats who seem to get a kick out of leaping off tall structures as I walk by. Every sound I hear is either a zombie, or the serial killer from The Lovely Bones depending on where my mind was in the nanosecond before I hear it. I may not make it through the night. Dear Sonnet, if you find me dead when you get back from DC, it was your freaking cats that did me in. Love, Kelly.