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ha,” he faux
laughed. He fished through his wife’s purse for her Nokia 6160.
“Ha!” he repeated, this time triumphantly. “You don’t have any bars
either.”
    “And you’re sure you’re
happy about that, yeah?” she said, tilting her head and raising an
eyebrow.
    For a few seconds he
didn’t say anything. Then he just grunted, “Hmph,” again. Liza
smirked.
    “Okay, I’ll take a
walk,” Ross decided. “The last exit was only a couple miles back.
You should be fine here for a while. Maybe I’ll even get service
back at the road.”
    “Not likely,” she
replied, “unless you take my Nokia.”
    “Oh enough of that,
you,” he said. He’d declared his plan, but for a while Ross just
stared at the car, as if that might help. Giving up on that idea,
he turned to look at his two ladies. The younger shifted her eyes
from Liza to gaze instead at him.
    Ross smiled.
    "Well, firecracker,” he
joked to the baby, “if you are so special, why don't you save me
some exercise and fix the car for us?"
    "Don’t you put that on
the baby," Liza said defensively, with a barely concealed
smile.
    Ross looked down at his
loafers. “I think I have sneakers in the trunk.”
    He opened it and sorted
through a pile of junk.
    “Ross?” Liza called
uncertainly.
    “Hey!” he called out.
“I’ve got a whole change of clothes in here! Sneakers, t-shirt,
exercise shorts.”
    “Ross?”
    “I know you’re always
on me to clean my car out, but you have to admit it’s coming in
handy now.”
    “Ross!”
    “Hmm?” he inquired,
poking his head around the trunk.
    "Check under the car
again.”
    “Huh?”
    “Check under the car
again.”
    “No, I heard you. But
why?”
    “I don’t
know.”
    “You don’t
know?”
    “I just said that,
didn’t I?”
    They stared wordlessly
for a few seconds, neither really sure what was going
on.
    “So, you’re serious?”
he asked.
    She just glared at him
in response.
    “Okay, that’s the
serious look. You really don’t trust me sometimes.”
    “It’s not that!” she
protested in a way that he believed her. “Just trust me , I have a
feeling.”
    He shrugged and again
crawled under the car.
    “Well how about that,”
he called embarrassedly.
    “It’s not broken, is
it,” she said.
    He crawled back, even
more dirty and greasy than the first time. “No, it’s not.
Everything looks fine.”
    "But I thought you said
it was broken?" Liza asked confused.
    "It was broken..." Ross
said slowly. “I thought it was at least. No, it was. I saw
it.”
    Liza shook her head. "I
don't understand, Ross."
    "That’s both of us,
then. I mean, maybe I was wrong, but I could have sworn..." Ross
said.
    He rubbed his hand over
his face, smearing it even further, and said, "Well, either way,
it’s not broken now, so I suppose we should get going."
    Liza nodded in
agreement.
    Glancing at his filthy
outfit, Ross said, “I think I’m going to change before we go
anyway.” Liza smiled and nodded.
    As he turned back to
the trunk, though, he heard Liza gasp, “Honey!”
    "Yup?" he
turned.
    She pointed at a nasty
gash on his shoulder. His shirt was quickly staining with blood.
“You’re bleeding!"
    He reached over his
shoulder, then stared down at his grimy and bloody hand. “Hmm.
Yeah, I felt my shirt catch on a gear or something.”
    “Didn’t it
hurt?”
    He blushed enough to be
seen through the dirt and grime. “I didn’t want to
whine.”
    "Very smart, tough
guy," said Liza with a sigh. "I honestly wonder how you got through
law school sometimes. Um, here,” she said as she walked around,
reached into the cluttered trunk, and draped a clean towel over his
arms.
    “Why?” he
asked.
    “Because you’re going
to hold the baby while I tend your wound, and there’s no way you’re
touching her as dirty as you are.”
    She transferred the
precious bundle from her arms to his.
    “You can do it, baby,”
she said to him. “Just relax.”
    He nodded his agreement
and shifted his grip