So, at about 3:25 yesterday, One Hot Mama started playing from my cell phone and I knew That One was calling. He was at the Citgo here in BittyBurg. I grinned all the way home, even as I got stopped at. every. light. We’d not seen each other for two weeks, except for a not-even-minute on the 9th. He stayed for a few hours, playing with kids, drinking coffee and laughing with me. I cooked us some dinner, and then I took him back to his truck and he was off again.