Long Commute
The car radio cut out and I tore my eyes from the brake lights in front of me to glance at the in-dash screen as the Bluetooth displayed the incoming call. Maryann’s name appeared on the screen. I thumbed the talk button on the steering wheel. ‘Hey, baby,’ I called laconically. ‘Hi, honey,’ she called from the car speakers. ‘I figured you’d be home by now. Are you far?’ ‘No, I stopped at my girlfriends house and got some on the way home.’ It was an old joke between us. ‘She called, begging,...