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Part 1
Part 1
It had been eight whole months since the impromptu switch-er-oo when I finally received the long-awaited text from Vicky telling me she'd been released from the institute. She'd gotten out three months ago, and I expected her to contact me sooner. On the one hand, it was a relief, but on the other... She want's to meet for coffee.
I hadn't exactly gone to see her since the switch, and I have no idea just how pissed she is. I was worried the nurses in the institute might realize their mistake, and the prospect of doing more time seemed worse than having her put up with guilt for eight months. She did wet herself, after all, so it cant have been that bad for her. Speaking of, I still have no idea why she did that.
I also haven't received a phone call or a letter or anything from her or the institute, and I knew the police weren't looking for me because I know a guy from the service and he still thinks I'm doing my "time". In fact, I really don't know how Vicky is at all. All I know is, I don't exactly want her laying into me in the middle of a coffee shop. I only decided to go because I owe it to her... besides, I might even get a chance to explain myself.
