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searching for?’ Zanthie noted the distraction in Rory’s mood and came to stand by her.
    â€˜I’ll give you one guess,’ Aurora replied.
    â€˜That pilot guy?’ Zanthie was concerned for her friend’s state of emotional health. ‘You know there are plenty of guys who want to date you, if you’d just —’
    â€˜Shit!’ Aurora wasn’t listening, and sat back in her chair annoyed. ‘Not only are there no updates, now I can’t even find the original news report and I know it was on this station.’
    Zanthie was surprised. ‘Didn’t you bookmark it?’
    â€˜I did,’ Aurora said, ‘but now it’s telling me that it can’t find the article, and it was only run in the last couple of months! They’ve got stories here that date back years!’
    â€˜Maybe someone wanted the story pulled?’ Zanthie posed. ‘But more likely they discovered he hasn’t gone missing and pulled the story to hide they were misinformed.’
    â€˜But if that were the case, why not just run a story saying, “Hey, we found him”?’ Aurora shut down the system in disgust.
    â€˜Well, they probably figured no one would notice.’ Zanthie shrugged it off. ‘Not everyone is as manic obsessive as you, over someone they don’t know and probably never will know.’ Zanthie expected to have something tossed at her for the comment, but Aurora was deep in thought.
    â€˜I think I’ll contact the station,’ she decided with a nod, and moved to turn the system back on.
    â€˜Aurora!’ Zanthie rolled her eyes and put her hand over the startup mechanism on their system. ‘Isn’t it possible that you’re just fantasising over this guy so you can avoid dealing with all the guys who are seriously interested in you?’
    â€˜I don’t want to go out with a student! I don’t want to go out with a groupie! I want a guy who has a life! A sense of adventure! Like me.’ She shrugged, approving of her own reasoning.
    Again Zanthie felt her eyes rolling back into her head from frustration. ‘Then why pick a guy who is missing, possibly dead —’
    â€˜Don’t say that!’ Aurora objected, shoving her aside. ‘Go have a shower, or we’ll be late.’ She switched the computer back on. ‘I’ll be done by the time you’re ready.’
    â€˜Fine, chase a ghost, see if I care.’ Zanthie headed for the bathroom.
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    When Zanthie emerged from her shower, Aurora was on the bed with her guitar, composing a new tune. As she dried herself, Zanthie listened, growing ever more concerned.
    â€˜I don’t want you to be another missing person.
    When you come out of hiding
    let me be the first one …
    you seek.
    It’s a crime how I want you,
    I’d kill for just one kiss.
    I’m dying to hold you,
    your person, close to mine, is sorely missed.’
    â€˜Cute,’ Zanthie commented on the tune. ‘But you can’t miss something you haven’t had.’
    â€˜It works though, doesn’t it?’ Aurora attempted to make it sound like she was more interested in her songwriting than in the subject matter.
    â€˜Well, yeah,’ Zanthie agreed as she got dressed. ‘Good to see you’re putting your strange obsession to constructive use.’
    â€˜According to the news station, my strange obsession does not exist!’ Aurora was clearly feeling cheated. ‘They say they never ran the story and have never heard of Airman Gudrun.’
    â€˜Maybe you dreamt it?’ Zanthie posed.
    â€˜I didn’t dream it!’ Aurora snapped and Zanthie did not appreciate the hostility.
    â€˜You said yourself that you keep dreaming about this guy, so don’t act like it’s an outrageous conclusion to jump to. Sheesh!’ She finished dressing and pulled on her boots.
    â€˜Sorry.’ Aurora placed her guitar back in its