During a conversation with a co-worker this past week, I determined she would be at the airport at roughly the same time as Jaren. We joked about her finding him and she took a picture of a picture I had of Jaren on a book shelf in my office. I never thought Marcie would find him. I wasn't even sure of the airline or the exact time of his flight. All I knew was that he was scheduled to leave the MTC at 3:00 am and we were to expect his call at sometime around 4:30 or 5:00. We waited and waited for his call. Finally, at around 10 minutes to six, my cell phone beeped. I was not a call, but an email. It was from Marcie. In all the anticipation of getting a cal from Jaren, I had forgotten about Marcie's quest. I opened the email and her message indicated that she had found him and that he said, "tell him I love him!" Jaren called us later in the morning during his layover in Dallas. Seems Jaren and the others in his room slept through the alarm and they missed their 3:00 bus and had to catch the next. When Marcie found him and snapped the picture at 5:45, he had just checked his luggage, so they had to race to catch their flight.
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