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I woke reluctantly, hoping someone else would make the pounding stop. Opening my less-crusty right eye, I could see that JD was still asleep next to me. Well, that was a first. I rolled over and looked at my alarm clock. It was almost 4:30, probably still too early for Roger. I got up and closed the bedroom door behind me, hoping JD would have the sense to stay there.
First surprise: the knocking was at the side door that led into the kitchen from the carport, not the front door. Second surprise: it was Ben. I didn’t know he had the physical capacity to knock on my door, at least not during daylight hours. He stopped pounding when he could see my approach through the glass panes in the door.
“Why were you pounding on my door?” I asked, just now able to open my crusty left eye.
“I di
