Paul was sleeping soundly on the couch when his cell phone rang. 'I should have turned it off before I laid down," he grumbled. The handy phone was sitting on the coffee table, and he glared at it, willing it to stop. It rang six times, and then - Oh, sweet merciful - Jesus - it went silent. - only to begin ringing again three seconds later. Paul cursed as he sat up and picked up the phone. He was ready to freak out, but when he saw who was calling, his anger dissipated. It was ...