Kev left. Johnny’s surgery’s gonna be right in the middle of today’s testing. I hate racing.

 

Don’t know what the hell’s going on. Kev’s not very talkative and I can’t keep pestering Linda and Amanda with incessant calls. Still ain’t the same as being able to see.

 

~*~

 

They had to reschedule. Moved till tonight.

 

Thank you, Clint.