When my sister answered I asked, "Are you somewhere you can safely sit for five minutes?"

"I'm in my car parked by the Sherman Oaks Galleria. The motor is off."

"I want you to talk to someone here with me."

"Who?"

"Do you remember a classmate of mine who called you for a long time after I disappeared attempting to get in touch with me?"

"Donna somebody. She just about drove me crazy."

"I'm about to ask her to marry me and I wanted you two to talk." I handed the phone to Donna. Neither ...