Bagging til dawn

{if victoria_racypics = false}I enter the kitchen, sliding the phone back where it was while picking up my water and chugging it.

{endif}“My third wind just kicked in,” I say with a wink.

Victoria looks like she could use a third wind. She is determined, but slowing down. “Thank god, we still have a way to go.”

It is after 2:00 am when we finally finish. She gives me my coat at the door, yawning. “Thanks for staying so late to get it done.”

“Thank you for the memorable night.”

With that, I leave, using every trick I can think of to stay awake on the way home.