I told them about my day and how I had been thrown out of school. Both Mom and Dad hit the ceiling about me being suspended indefinitely. That was bet...er than being expelled if you were concerned about technicalities, but that nicety was not much real help. Dad was going to call the Board of Education tonight and start his campaign of raising hell until I was reinstated or, at least, I was allowed to graduate.The second thing that I brought up was the question of why the shotguns were instant. The boys signed in and left their fathers to go about their business. Giventhe nice weather they decided to drive the long way to the casinos and enjoythe scenery of Eastern Connecticut. The drive was very relaxing and after anhour they decided to stop for lunch.The town of Narborough was good as any to stop for lunch. It was a littlelarger than most towns in the area but still smaller than the coastal townsand cities. The townsfolk didn't bat an eye at seeing three newcomers andmost gave a nod. “Sure,” I grinned.We exchanged a nice hug and after she checked to make sure the coast was clear she gave me a soft kiss as well. I hugged her tight and she stepped away. Maggie got up and came over and winked, and I hugged her as well, though she only gave me a kiss on the cheek.“Dinner in two minutes!” Mom called up the stairs.I went to the bathroom to wash my hands, then went back downstairs. The girls came down about a minute later, and everyone sat down at the dining room table. We had. What number I might have used, or where I might have written it down.Then I realised the significance of something I found earlier on, which I didn't think anything of at the time. In the shed I found my mobile phone. Perhaps I had called or texted someone and sent them the number, asking them to return it in a few days or something.Finally, I had proof that my sober self really was cleverer than my drunken self - my phone keeps a record of all text messages sent. I only needed to look in my.