She rolled her eyes, when I told  
her I wasn’t that good with phones.    
     She took it from me and angrily   
punched numbers into it.               
     “I can see why you needed help    
with that dictating program of yours,” 
she added.                             
     I chose not to respond.           
     “How's it running, by the way?”   
she asked and continued to punch       
buttons.                               
     “Perfect, thank you,” was what I  
was trying to avoid saying, because    
thanking your arch-enemy, for anything,
must definitely be against the rules.  
     Twenty beeps later, she handed my 
phone back, “Press the number one, and 
then the green button. That's it. If   
you want to call Darryl, just press the
number two instead. I suggest one of   
* you keep your finger on one of the       
buttons, at all times. The faster we   
get the call, the faster we can be in  
there to back you up.”                 
     “I have to admit. I like it. Ok,  
right now let's synchronize our        
watches. I have exactly 10:48 and      
twenty, twenty-one seconds.            
     “When I say now, it'll be exactly 
10:49... now.”                         
     Everyone quickly looked at their  
smart-phones. Maybe I did this too     
much?                                  
     A little more than an hour to go  
before we had to leave, and I wondered 
if that was enough time to do a quick  
patrol, but then remembered about Beth.
     I started to get down on one knee,
but Beth would have none of it.        



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