SixAfter a morning of sitting home alone, Ben was so sick of his own company he'd have been glad to talk to anyone up to and including his chief. When his cell phone finally rang, and he saw it was Erin calling, he grew giddy as a school boy. “Hey there. I almost didn't answer. Couldn't read the name on the screen. It can't be right, can it?”
“Why?” she asked, sounding far away and tired. “What's wrong with my name?”
“It's too long.”
“Erin is too long?”
“No. I saved your name and number before we were an item. Vanderjagt? I see it every time you call and… I don't know. You say it and barely get past the 'r' before you're exhausted. You should consider changing it.”
“Uh-huh. Any suggestions?”
“Anything would be an improvement. How about Court?”
“Ooohhh, I don't know.”
“It's dignifie
