She hung up on Carlos, and immediately dialed Gregory’s number. To her dismay, his phone was off, and the call went straight to voicemail.

She dialed the number again and again, but to no avail. She didn’t dare to call an angry Carlos; instead, she sent him a private message on

Facebook saying, “I’m sorry, Carlos. Both Gregory’s and Debbie’s phones are off.”

Of course, Carlos knew it. He had called his wife five times, but couldn’t get through. The last time, he slammed the phone down on the seat next to him in disgust. He’d seen his dad ruin enough phones to know that when he was that mad, he needed a cushion he could throw his phone at. He couldn’t call with a broken phone.

The tall, proud man sat in the back seat of his car, visibly upset.

Suddenly, his phone rang, and it was Wesley.

“I’m at the hospital now.

woke up, and she’s asking

Carlos felt a little annoyed

can’t make it now. Just keep her busy till I get there.” His wife was about to sleep with another man, and he was eager to find her. He had

“Hmm,” Wesley answered.

into the river? Was it

Carlos’ head cleared after he took some time to cool himself down. Debbie had always been square with him before, so he saw no reason not to defend her now. She tried his patience-a Lot-but in the end she always had a heart of gold. And now,

as Blair’s words

so important to you, then marry her!”

nor did they say anything. They were both lost in their

other hand, when Debbie and Gregory left the restaurant, she got into his car and made sure both of their phones were powered

on, Carlos would call and find us, and then we’d

do anything but glumly retort,

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