I woke up around 3:00 am and stared at the ceiling. Bored, I contemplated whom I could call. Deciding on the safe route, I phoned Nanci and David.

"Hey… it's me." I got that out and began crying. "I'm just… worried about my car and how I am going to pay for a new one. And… just so many other things!"

"Ease up on yourself. Some situations don't lend themselves to peaceful endings." Nanci's soothing voice came over the other end.

"I know. Ignore my whining. I don't usually lend myself to second guessing… even when it comes to car accidents."

"What else do you want to talk about?"

"It's late. I really ought to let both of you go."

"We're all old enough not to have curfews. Talk to us."

"You know when you're a kid and you dream about what you want to be?"

"Sure…" David responded with a grin, even though I couldn't see him. "I wanted to be a fighter pilot and fly fighter jets off an aircraft carrier."

If I was home, I would have thrown something at him. "You would."

I heard Nanci whisper something in the background and then only David.

"Want me to come over and smuggle in dessert? I would even let you watch JAG reruns."

"Sure… that would be great. Is Nanci coming?"

"She just went to call Cat to ask if she could bring the kids over."

"Thanks, David… I really appreciate it."

"Anytime. See you in a few."