“I hope so,” I said doubtfully,   
and then asked Darryl what he thought. 
     He was leaning back in his chair, 
sipping a cocktail and shaking his     
head.                                  
     “I have to agree with Miss Beth,  
but I do have to add that if this is   
some kind of hallucination, than you’ve
certainly out done anything I’ve ever  
heard of. What you’re talking about is,
of course, impossible, but with this   
brand-new world of genetics, I'm not   
sure that's true anymore.”             
     That's when I told him the rest of
it, about the smart phone, my credit   
score, and the debit card with ten     
thousand dollars on it.                
     He didn't know what to say about  
the debit card, especially after Beth  
told him about checking it out herself,
* but he did say, “If this is really an    
hallucination, than you should get some
kind of psycho of the year award for   
this performance.”                     
     He looked down at his fingers and 
did some quick calculations, before    
continuing, “I just don’t see a flaw   
anywhere in your story, but I’ve still 
got to meet Amy. I’ve got to see her   
with my own two eyes and hear her with 
my own two ears,” he said, and then    
wiggled them.                          
     Beth and I both laughed, and when 
we were finished, I told him about the 
three hundred thousand dollars.        
     “If you're here Friday, I'll make 
sure you get some of that action.”     
     “If, it's not a hallucination.”   
     “If, it's not a hallucination,” I 
agreed and added, “unless I got three  
hundred thousand dollars stashed away  
somewhere, that I don't know about.”   



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