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Six

On the drive to the San Antonio airport, Sam Temple tried to talk Jack into calling Susanna and telling her he was on his way. “She’s the crack of dawn type,” Sam said. “She’ll be up.”

Jack shook his head. “I’m not arguing with her.”

They were in Sam’s slick car, the beautiful early morning doing nothing to improve either man’s mood. “You don’t argue,” Sam said. “You say, ‘Suze, babe, I’m coming to Boston whether you like it or not.’”

“That’d work,” Jack said dryly.