“Hello?” she whispered. “You need to get up and get dressed. I’m coming to get you.” When she heard Litha’s voice she came fully awake and sat on the side of the bed. “What? Why?” “Just do it. I’ll explain. I’ll be in your living room in three minutes.” “What is it?” Ram sounded sleepy, but was alert. “Litha will be in our living room in three, um, two and a half minutes. I’m supposed to be dressed. She’ll explain.” “Okay.” He found jeans where he’d left them on a chair and drug them up his body commando. He walked into the bath, swirled mouthwash, and ran a hand through his hair. A day’s growth of beard didn’t look bad on Ram because it was so blonde. He heard a rustle in the front part of the apartment. “She’s here.” “I’m hurrying. I need another two minutes.” Ram found Litha in the kitchen. He walked straight to the coffee server and looked at her. “You want?” She hesitated then said, “Yes. That would be helpful.” “She says she needs two minutes.”
