The other relatives and friends all nodded in agreement.
I smiled and said, “Alright, I guess I really did misunderstand them. But making a phone call to apologize is not very sincere. It’s better to do it face-to-face.”
With that, I pressed the tiny remote in my hand.
The wall between the two private rooms slowly slid open, revealing Phyll tangled up with Barbara on the sofa, both completely naked.
“Well, well,” I drawled, “so this is your version of pure, innocent friendship? Real close and no distance at all.”
