I had explained to the company, on the phone, that we would need to lift him in. They had a mechanic who had played college football, they said. They were waiting for us. That’s the beauty of New York. If you pay enough, anything is possible. I couldn’t afford this, but that’s what high-interest credit cards are for. They led us out to the helicopter and an unusually large man named Tony lifted Tim up and into the seat as if hoisting a toddler. Clara and I got in the two seats behind him. We put on comically large headsets with microphones attached so we could speak over the noise.
Well this feels random
