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helped her step down from the tru ck.  He walked her to the door of the apartment.  She unlocked it and pushed the door open.  Looking up, she said, “Would you like to come in for some coffee or a soda?”
    “ I don’t think so.  Not tonight.”
    “ Okay.  Thank you for one of the nicer evenings I’ve had in a long time.  The dinner was great and I can hardly wait to see the car when you’ve finished restoring it.  It must be nice to have a project like that and to see where you’re going with it.  Did you take pictures of it when you got it?”
    “I did.  I took a lot of them, and I’m taking more after each time I do something to it.”
    “That’ll make a nice collage.  It would make a great human interest article for a newspaper.  You know ‘Local firefighting hero and his beloved T’bird.”
    “You’re making fun of me now.”
    “I am not.  I would never make fun of someone’s dream and I would never make fun of you.”  She reached up and kissed him on the cheek.
    “He looks so cute when he blushes,” she thought.  “Good night Chip, and thanks again for a lovely evening.”
    “May I call you again, Carrie?”
    “I’ll be really upset if you don’t,” she said.
    “Great, well good night .”
    She closed the door.  Peeking through the door lens, she could see he was just standing there, and then he spun around and strode down the hall to the elevator.
    As the elevator door closed, She thought, “Either he’s extremely shy, or he doesn’t have much experience in dating or both,” she thought. “I really enjoyed tonight.  I hope he calls me.”   It was a pleased and happy Carrie Evans that crawled into bed that night.
    * * *
    On her way from work, Carrie stopped at Walmart and bought a wireless phone set that had three handsets and a built in answering machine.  It also had caller id.  When she returned home, she plugged it in.  She put the base station by her bed.  Then, using her iPhone, she dialed the home number.  It rang and up popped her iPhone number.  Caller ID was active.  Now she could screen her calls and also record messages.  It was going to be great.  Now if only someone would call. 
    In about an hour, her wish was granted.  The phone rang, the screen indicated a pay phone.  She had set the base station to answer after the fourth ring if she hadn’t picked up.  She let it ring, the machine picked up the call.  There was no one there.  She had the number though.  Going back through the user’s guide, she found she could block up to ten numbers.  She entered the pay phone number and the screen said ‘Number Blocked’.  Now all she needed was a real call.
    At five past nine it rang.  The screen indicated CR Reynolds.  The machine’s pronunciation of the last name was funny.  She picked up the phone, and said, “Hello, CR Reynolds.”
    “You got Caller ID.  Great.  Any calls?”
    She said, “One and it was a pay phone.  I blocked the number.”
    “That may not have been a good idea.  It might have been better to just let the machine pick it up.  Being blocked might make him furious.”
    “You’re right.  I didn’t think of that.  I’ll unblock it, and just not answer if the number calls again. 
    How are you today ?” he asked.
    “I’m great.  I enjoyed last night and I have been hoping you’d call.”
    “Well, the reason I called, I’m not on the schedule this weekend.  Would you like to go to the Ranger’s game Saturday night?  The Sunday game is a day game.”
    “I would love that.  If you have nothing else to do, could we go early and watch batting practice?  They really put on a show .  The Rangers have some real power hitters.”
    “Okay, let’s plan on it.  What time would batting practice start?”
    “I’ll have to check at the station and let you know.  Did you work on the car today?”
    He said, “Not really. I went to the refinishing shop and looked at the work on the panels.  It’s really