Don Juan in Rheinbeck Part Three

The cell phone was critical to the progress of this so-called relationship. And one of Michael’s strongest suits is that he gives great phone. At that time, he spent so much time driving—chauffeuring the kids (whom he always referred to as “the children,” though they were 15 and 17 at the time I knew him), running back and forth between the city and his house in Rhinebeck—that he had ample opportunity to natter at length on a hands-free cell. And he often had a lot of down time to fill during graveyard shifts at the ER, so that it was quite possible to phone him at four in the morning and carry on a conversation.

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