Chapter 5
David woke somewhere near daylight to the sound of the house phone. He was so used to using his cell that he had almost forgotten that such a thing existed. He searched for a moment, only to realize that a phone lie on the bed stand next to his bed.
“Hello,” he said groggily, not knowing whom to expect.
“Forgive me for calling so early, but I am old and we don’t sleep late,” Marisol said in an almost lyrical voice. “My daughter is younger than you and she went to bed by nine. I think she was tired putting her own kids to bed at eight. Being a parent will really tire you out. How was your dinner?”
“It sucked. Really badly,” David said.
“That sounds like a dinner that needs explanation. I’m old. Help me out here.”
“I was more than a little defensive. I was a jerk, but he had
