Chapter 79: The Best Man I Know.

"Cab is waiting outside! Cab is waiting outside!" Andrew yelled as he bursted through the door and streaked down the hall toward the bedroom, ten minutes after our call.

"I'm right here," I called out to him from the living room. My small duffel, which I had packed few weeks ago, rested at my feet.

He ran into the living room, kissed my cheek. "How are you?" he asked breathlessly.

"I am fine," I said, feeling relieved to see him. "Would you mind tying my shoes? I can't reach."

"Oh, God. I'm so sorry I wasn't here," he said as he stooped down to tie my Nikes. His hands kept shaking.

"Where's your jacket?" I asked, noticing that he came home wearing only his lucky Standford T-shirt. "It has to be freezing outside."

"I left it at the bar."

"Oh, Andrew, I'm sorry," I said. "And I'm really sorry about interrupting your game too."

"Don't be silly, Tessy. I will get the jacket later, and the game is not that important," he said.

Andrew bent down and picked up my bag and I saw a clear patch