Deborah had given me the phone number of her vacation home near Mount Shasta before I left her in Manila. I called it and waited for the operator to connect us.
It rang six times and then the receiver was picked up.
"Hello?" she said.
"Deborah, It's Jake."
"Jake!" she said excitedly.
"How are you doing?" I asked.
"Bored shitless. How about you?" she asked playfully.
"Oh, I've been having very regular bowel movements. No boredom here."
She laughed, "Well, at least you haven't lost your sense of humor, Jake."
"No," I said, "but I've damned near lost my life."
Neville Hunt about 1 year ago