Peter

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After long hours of traveling several unknown roads, she took an unexpected turn and stopped abruptly.
" what's it?" I asked her, partly yawning.
"I'd like a coffee."
I looked to my right and saw her point- Linda's Coffeeshop.
***
"So what's your plan?" I asked her as I took a sip of the hot coffee.
" Peter. " she answered.
" Peter??" I repeated.
"Yes. Peter Wellington - our best friend and college mate."
"Amanda, we also know that he has stopped contacting any of our friends for the past years. We don't even know where he is or his phone number or even an address. "
She sipped her coffee and didn't seem to pay much attention.
"He is such a jerk. After college you and I and most of our friends went to different parts of the world but we still kept contacts. What about him? What's wrong.."
As I went on telling her facts and convincing her that her plan to find him was utterly stupid and was going to be worthless, she produced a folded old notebook page from her pocket.
I opened it and read out loud-
"Gronnegata 55,9008
Tromso, Norway."
I looked at her confused.
"It's his address." She smiled.
"His address?!" I asked bewildered.
"Possibly his aunt's."
" okay so it's his aunt's??" I raised an eyebrow.
" at least I think he told me so five years ago."

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