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Tuesday, May 11th, 2004 Dad reports:
At 7:02 Tommy was still in bed. He had recovered the bedspread that I had removed and wrapped himself head to toe like a big burrito. I pulled the coverings off of him again and told him his bus would be here in a minute and then I left with the carpoolers.
At 7:15 I passed the bus as it pulled out of the neighborhood. When I got to the house there was no Tommy.