hey, you're up early!
raining. so you've got mine-and i've.got yours?
damn! sorry, i'm gonna have to call you back, they want me in a meeting. hey, no long distance calls, okay! wyatt hangs up. jonathan shakes his head, amused. he hails a cab, glances back at the hotel. his lips curl into a vaguely proud, if still dazed, smile.
yesterday.  reeling, jonathan grips the phone tighter to his ear.
all my troubles seemed so far away.
now it seems as though -
- they're here to stay, oh i believe
- in yester--