Love Story: In The Cloud

by Ken Renshaw

  Back at my office, I texted Tina. "I am back from the mountains. Dinner Saturday?"

  I checked my email and there was a message from Candice saying she would have the first cut of the movie on a DVD on Friday and wanted to get it to me.

  I replied that I had to be at UCLA Friday at noon. I could stop by Cal State in the afternoon and pick it up.

  Candice emailed back, 'I am going home at noon on Friday because I have a light day. Why don't you come visit us at home in the afternoon-Altadena isn't that much farther than UCLA- and you can meet Tom. He is very interested in what you are doing. He can give you some ideas about the space-time travel he does with his clients.'

  I replied that I could be there about two-to-three, depending on the Friday afternoon traffic.

  She texted me the car GPS navigation information to get me to her house.

  Tina texted me a message: "Dinner sounds great. Pick me up at 7:00? Let's go to Hernando's for margaritas."

  I replied. ":-)"

  She responded, ":-x"