The first couple of weeks this happened, I missed him. I didn’t answer, because I hadn’t expected him to call. Initially, he explained the main form of communication that can take place overseas occurs in the form of letters, the written word - no e-mail. So, since I hadn’t expected him to call and don’t normally pick up numbers I don’t recognize, I ignored it. Only by the messages he left, "hey, it’s Cuga . . . it’s Sunday and I got a free pass to call . . . if I get another one next week, I’ll try you again . . . " did I figure it out.

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