Voicemails
Saturday, 7:13 P.M.
"Hi, Scott! Just me, calling to see if maybe you'd like to get together for coffee sometime. Not much going on. Just finished work on a new article - well, no need to get into that. You know how it is. I'm, um, doing okay. The bruises are healing, and the cuts have pretty much scabbed over. Everything feels okay, too. I guess I'm all right. Still sorry about - you know. That stuff. Is your friend Hank okay? I know I already asked, but . . . Right. Well. I'll let you go. Hope everything's all right with you. Give Nate a kiss for me or something. Ha. How's he doing? Talk to you later."
Saturday, 9:46 P.M.
"Hey, Aaron, it's me. If you're hearing this, it's still 2005. Aren't you glad? Ha. Sorry. Anyway, just givin' you a call on your cell to see what's up, how you're doin', all that good stuff. When's the family homecoming thing? I need to bake those cookies, y'know. Can't drop the ball, or your mother'd kill me, and I like her, so I'd hate for that to happen. Your dad, too. He was really nice to me in the hospital while we were sitting with you. I'll come by and see you as soon as I can. A bit busy this week with work, and isn't that nice to say, after the last little while! When you're out of the hospital, I'll take you out proper. Chinatown again? Or maybe some Italian. Let me know. I'll see you soon, guy. Take care, okay?"
"Hi, Scott! Just me, calling to see if maybe you'd like to get together for coffee sometime. Not much going on. Just finished work on a new article - well, no need to get into that. You know how it is. I'm, um, doing okay. The bruises are healing, and the cuts have pretty much scabbed over. Everything feels okay, too. I guess I'm all right. Still sorry about - you know. That stuff. Is your friend Hank okay? I know I already asked, but . . . Right. Well. I'll let you go. Hope everything's all right with you. Give Nate a kiss for me or something. Ha. How's he doing? Talk to you later."
Saturday, 9:46 P.M.
"Hey, Aaron, it's me. If you're hearing this, it's still 2005. Aren't you glad? Ha. Sorry. Anyway, just givin' you a call on your cell to see what's up, how you're doin', all that good stuff. When's the family homecoming thing? I need to bake those cookies, y'know. Can't drop the ball, or your mother'd kill me, and I like her, so I'd hate for that to happen. Your dad, too. He was really nice to me in the hospital while we were sitting with you. I'll come by and see you as soon as I can. A bit busy this week with work, and isn't that nice to say, after the last little while! When you're out of the hospital, I'll take you out proper. Chinatown again? Or maybe some Italian. Let me know. I'll see you soon, guy. Take care, okay?"