Greg settled into his bed and reached to turn out the light.
"I'm exhausted, Marina. But I can't complain about how I got that way."
"I'm so proud of you, and of Dean, I could just burst," she replied, snuggling into his side.
"Yeah, it turned out fantastic." He rolled on this side to face her and ran his arm around her waist. "I'm especially glad that I got to meet Glen. He's all right."
"Yes, I enjoyed our talk while we waited for you and Dean to come back."
"What did you talk about?"
Just then, Greg's phone vibrated on the nightstand.
He groaned. "Crud, I always do that! I meant to tell it not to vibrate!" He rolled over and picked it up, and despite himself he checked it. He really didn't want to engage any more tonight, at least not in a way that involved staying awake.
But the words he saw made him smile.
"2nite went awesome. Thx dad."
He read it to Marina, and then composed his reply. "Proud of you. Love you." He couldn't bring himself to substitute "u" for "you."
He set it back on the nightstand, and it vibrated again a moment later.
"I can't believe I still left it on vibrate mode!" He laughed as he picked it up, but then his brow furrowed. "It's not from Dean. I don't recognize this phone number."
The message read, "Dean gave me your number. Hope it's ok. Thank you for everything. I count you my friend. Glen."
Greg's eyes misted over, and he handed the phone to Marina to read.
"Awww, that's priceless."
She handed it back, and he composed his reply.
"Dean is lucky to have you. And now, so am I."