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Flickering Out Part I It began with a bet. Classia didn’t plan on visiting Wyoming and certainly not Jeff. He was years behind her. Sure, they were friends one year when they happened to be in the same anthropology class. How many years has it been now? She couldn't remember and she had no idea what would posses him to call. How did he find me in Santa Cruz anyway? Does he Google names for old time sake? Maybe he sifts through Facebook posts. Classia avoided social networking with a vengeance....