<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Thrill on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/thrill/</link><description>Recent content in Thrill on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 06 Jan 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/thrill/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The 5:17 Part 2</title><link>/stories/2014/01/06/the-517-part-2/</link><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jan 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/01/06/the-517-part-2/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continues from &lt;a href="517.html"&gt;part one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 5:17 - Sequel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got a second note in the mail a week later. It was handwritten over a collage of some of the pictures I had posted on line. This note said they were coming for me! Soon!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OMG! Now I was scared! I sank onto a kitchen chair and stared at the note.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This was not good!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I didn’t go to the police with the first note and now it was impossible. If the cops saw these pictures they’d …well I didn’t know what they’d do, but I didn’t want to find out!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The 5:17</title><link>/stories/2013/11/29/the-517/</link><pubDate>Fri, 29 Nov 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/11/29/the-517/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;After the divorce I moved out of the city. With my share of the equity from our town house I was able to put a down payment on a small cape style house in a town half way between the city and the NH state line. It had everything I needed including a commuter rail stop a short walk away. I got a rescue dog and settled into the suburban life.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>