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and crazy. And they're wondering where you went off to.'
'Thought I'd better stay with Lynn,' he said. Then he called out, 'Honey, I'll wait for you right outside the door.'
'OK. I won't be much longer.'
To Tina, he said, 'Sorry if I startled you.'
'No, that's all right.'
He went out the door, noticed that no one was using the pay telephones, and stepped over to one. He dug into his pocket for change. He lifted the receiver off its hook. Its black plastic was slippery with his sweat. He realized he was suddenly trembling.
Reaching toward the coin slot, he hesitated.
What if nobody answers?
But he knew that he had to make the call. Denise would probably pick it up. He could talk to her, to Kara. If everything was all right, it would lift a terrible weight off his mind.
He took a deep, shaky breath, then dropped a quarter into the slot. He punched in his home number.
Some hissy sounds.
A ringing.
Answer it! Come on!
It rang four times. Five.
Sweat trickled down John's sides.
Six. Seven. Eight.
Damn it! Please!
A soft click and clatter. 'Hello?'
'Denise!'
'Mr Foxworth?'

 
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