Sarah sounded confused and sleepy. ‘Who is that?’
‘Sarah, it’s Macon. I’m sorry I woke you but I wanted to hear your voice. How’s the weather there at home?’
‘The weather? I don’t know. I don’t think it’s light yet.’
‘I wish I was there. We could do some gardening today.’
‘But you hate gardening! Macon, are you all right?’
Yes, he was fine, he told her. He’s had a good flight over, and yes, maybe he was a bit tired.