“Hi, Rob.” “Hi, sweetheart; how are you?” he says, his voice full of warmth. I sit back into the pillows on my bed, getting comfortable, in case this is a long call. “I’m good. Just getting ready for a night out. How are you and Alison?” “Good, good. Listen, I don’t want to interrupt your night. I just wanted to say thank you for the Led Zeppelin record. I don’t know where you found it, and I definitely don’t want to know how much you spent, because any amount is too much, but it means a lot to me. I only wish you’d dropped it off in person.” Uh, what? Record? I’m so confused until… I shake
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