MEANWHILE, IT WAS NEARLY midnight in New York. G knew they were waiting for his answer. He’d thought about it and weighed the price of going, or not going, for his country.
When he talked it over with Queen, she said, ‘You know I have your back. Whatever you think is right ... do.’
‘It would mean being away from you for days. Even up to a week.’
‘You’re such a sook,’ she teased. ‘Why? Afraid I’d forget what you look like?’
He curled his lower lip in pretend hurt.
She embraced him.
‘Knowing you, you’d stay awake wondering about it. So, why wonder? Just do.’
He looked at her with admiration. This woman, he thought, is so wise.
‘Okay, I’ll let the bosses know of your decision.’
She rolled her eyes and pinched him in jest.
‘Go, do it now.’
So that’s what he did.
Not twenty minutes
