I stayed at my sister's place for two weeks, much longer than I thought I would. It was a very fun visit. The time went by very fast. Ironically I forgot to give her that Dunkin Donuts coffee until the next-to-last day.
On Saturday I finally packed up my car and said good-bye to them for now. My sister's oldest son was about to leave on a class trip to Washington, D.C. and New York. Her daughters were taking music lessons.
After leaving their place, I drove over to the same Starbucks I'd been using, by U.S. 36, and worked there a couple more hours on some personal projects. Then in the late afternoon, I put away my laptop. Out in my car, I took out my cellphone and I scrolled down my list of contact until I found a name.
I dialed the number. The voice mail picked up.
"Okki! Its Matt! I finally got back from Burning Man!"
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