“You got a cell phone?” My voice is pure awe. Tears are clinging to my lashes. For most people this wouldn’t mean much, but for Noah, adjusting to modern technology is on par with changing religions. “And Wi-Fi is being installed in my house as we speak. If I have to be apart from you for months on end, I at least want to be able to see your pretty smile on FaceTime.” “You really are getting internet installed at your house?” “Yep. And I’m going to need you to show me how to use this damn thing. Why are there so many little pictures on the screen?” “Those are called apps.” He grunts. “I don’t
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