Chapter 126

Goose: Same.

I’d reciprocated with a photo and sentiment of my own, once up from my daytime slumber.

“Okay, Mr. Red Baseball Cap is heading up front,” Patrick said in the present, giving me a flash of Tom, my ex, who put one on the moment he awoke and only took it off to shower and sleep. “I better go.”

“Get out, Mister.”

“He only has one thing. Ninety minutes or so, Love Camel.”

I managed to forget my past and put on a smile as I thought of the very near future. “See you soon.”

“Absolutely. I have a drop-off to deliver after I close, then I’ll slip off my drawers and be on the way. See you by eight, at the latest.”

“I can’t wait.”

“Me neither. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

After staring at the blank screen a while, though I’d already hit End Call, I checked my crotch for obvious protrusions, then skipped to the kitchen. If Wilbur was making fun of me in his mind, he didn’t say anything out loud as he followed. “Need help with the dishes, you two?”