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6th April 1987

My phone buzzes on the bedside table, waking me from my sleep and slowly working its way towards the edge of the table. I roll over on my bed to grab my phone; squinting at the screen, too bright for my sleepy eyes. My eyes adjust and I get a clear view of the screen.

Shocked, I take another look at the screen, certain I must still be dreaming. I pinch my arm, to make sure I'm awake.

The caller ID shows dads number.

The phone makes a clicking noise as I unlock it, I quickly open messages to find dad message waiting. It says 'Meet me round the back of the doughnut shop on high street. Tell no one'.

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