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I pulled my cell phone from my pocket and dialed information. “Mary Lafontaine in Washington, please.”
“There is no Mary Lafontaine listed, sir.”
“How about Bob or Robert Lafontaine?”
“Please hold, connecting.”
The phone rang, a land line still active. Mary hadn’t changed the name on the bill, and I hoped she was still home.

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“This is weird, isn’t it?” I asked. I could hear her starting a car and noticed the sound change as she switched to hands-free.

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у автора в его тексте явный косяк

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В стационарных телефонах имеется функция громкой связи, или вы о чем-то другом?

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I could hear her starting a car

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текст из сети или со скана?

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как в машину садится, получается:

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Так ведь она еще и едет в заведенной машине.

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стационарный

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I pulled my cell phone from my pocket and dialed information. “Mary Lafontaine in Washington, please.”
“There is no Mary Lafontaine listed, sir.”
“How about Bob or Robert Lafontaine?”
“Please hold, connecting.”
The phone rang, a land line still active. Mary hadn’t changed the name on the bill, and I hoped she was still home.
“Hello,” a very familiar voice answered.
“Mary, it’s me,” I said, relief flooding through me.
“Dean?” she asked, and tears came to me in the blink of an eye. I hadn’t been sure my real Mary would be there. I’d worried she was stuck in her own version of that day.
“Of course it’s Dean.”
She laughed; not a calm, funny sound, but the kind when you’re so happy, the laughter merges with crying to make the perfect heart-warming sound no one wants to share.
“I was so worried and confused. How did they do this?”
“I don’t know. But we need to get together. How quick can we meet up?”
“The roads are looking bad, but nowhere near as backed up as they are this afternoon. I’ll start driving now. Let’s meet outside Philly.” She named a small town I hadn’t heard of. It was close enough to a main highway but had access via a less busy road, should the traffic get too congested.
“This is weird, isn’t it?” I asked. I could hear her starting a car and noticed the sound change as she switched to hands-free.
“It is. I miss you, and it’s only been an hour since I saw you. Being here, in this place, is so odd. As much as we all talk about our old lives, I’m much happier with my new one with you.”
I threw my truck in drive and turned it around, leaving my phone on speaker. My truck didn’t have Bluetooth, so I cranked the volume up and set the phone upside down in my cup holder.
“Mary, just who are we dealing with here? What kind of race could send us back to Earth? Everything we’ve seen tells me they’re literally conducting this from beyond the proverbial grave. How could they send us to this specific time?”
She was silent for a few moments, and just when I was going to make sure the call hadn’t dropped, she spoke. “I’ve got it!” I could sense her enthusiasm from a few hundred miles away. “They didn’t know where they were sending us. Their program locked into our minds, and sent us to the most traumatic, life-changing day of our lives.”
“To what end?” I asked.
“That I don’t know. Maybe they just want to see how we deal with it. I expect a message or hint at some point. They’ve given us one every other time.” I could hear someone honking loudly from the other end of the call.
“Everything okay there?” I asked, raising my voice so she could hear over the racket.
“I forgot what jerks people could be. Some guy just rammed into a parked car, and now there’s a full-out melee going on. Was it really like this?” she asked.