Her text message arrived at 9:17 PM:
Wanderlust has struck. Happily won’t be home for a few days. Keep the world spinning for me?
He smiled at the familiarity of it, then paused, and texted back.
You have that saved as a QuickText on your phone, don’t you?
There was a longer than usual silence before her next message.
It is now, she said.
He laughed, surprised, and pleased and knowing that somewhere she was grinning like a cat at her new thought acquistion. Then quickly returned,
Would you like it spinning clockwise or counterclockwise?
He saved it in his phone.