Doorbells

Later on, I got an instant message on the computer.

"You were looking for me," stated the instant message, from a person with a screen name I didn't recognize.

Surprised, I typed, "Are you Jack?" and nervously hit the Enter key.

"Yes, I am. What can I help you with," he responded, with a speed that made me question his age.

Here was a 76-year-old who could type messages faster than I could.

I told him about his brother, and the strange thing he said to me about how he would help me only if I returned something that he had lost.

"Oh, that old coot," he typed, which made me smile, since he was in fact older than his brother. I was beginning to figure out that both brothers had completely different personalities.

"I can't believe he still holds a grudge after all those years. Well, maybe I would to. Or maybe I would have forgotten, since my memory is not as good as it used to be," he typed.

After a few minutes of sending each other messages, lie asked for my phone number, telling me that he'd rather explain it on the phone. I hesitantly typed in my number and within in a few seconds my phone rang.

"Well, it's kind of flattering talking to a young lady like you,'' he said, after hearing my voice for a few moments. I didn't mind Ms teasing way of flirting, as !