As I was leaving for town on Monday afternoon, Hick came barrelling down the driveway in SilverRedO. He stopped to talk while I wasted T-Hoe's gas, and blinded myself squinting into the setting sun.
"Your favorite gambling aunt left me a message on Facebook that she got a new phone. She said to send her yours and my phone numbers."
"WAIT! You didn't put them on Facebook, did you?"
"No. I messaged her like she said."
"So she got a new phone? So does she have a new phone number? Why doesn't she have our phone numbers like she always did? Our home number is in the phone book. Why doesn't she just call to ask, or leave a message on our phone?"
"I don't know. I thought for a minute it might be a scam. Like I'm always getting friend requests from people that aren't really the people they say they are, when I ask them if they sent me a friend request. But I think this is really your aunt. You should call her and ask if she sent it to me."
"I don't have time for that! She'll talk two hours!"
I'd had enough of this scenario, and drove on to town. Then it hit me. If Gambling Aunt got a new phone, with a new phone number... how was I supposed to call her?
I think maybe there's some vital information missing in Hick's description of the events.