“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.”
CHAPTER 10: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 29th
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