Gary left yesterday around 3:15pm to go to New Hampshire and stay at the house of one of the guys going on the trip to Florida. They were flying out of Manchester at 5am this morning and thought that staying up late and drinking the night before would be conducive to getting out bed bright-eyed and bushytailed this morning. Yeah - -right. The first call came in at 7:45 this morning...
Me: (dropping phone, then picking it up)shit..damn.. ..hello?
Him: Hi Hon - are you awake?
Me: I am now. What's up?
Him: Oh... nothing. I just wanted to see if you were up yet.
Me: Well, I was sleeping but I'll get up now. Where are you?
Him: New Jersey on our layover. Well, gotta go. I'll call you later.
Cell phone ringing
Him: Hi Hon - any messages? How's things going?
Me: No messages and everything is fine.
Him: Okay then, I'll call you later.
Him: Just checking in. We are on the highway down to Okechobee in a piece of shit minivan. What are you doing?
Me: Heading home from the Dollar Store. There are no messages and everything is good.
Him: Okay then. I'll call you later