The next morning, Manny was feeling the jet lag. Liz seemed immune…or maybe it was just that she was excited about the science, as always. Manny groaned when she woke him up at eight. “Is it morning already?”
“I'm off,” she said. “Promise you won't hate me for abandoning you like this? I can't tell you how important this could be.”
He tried to sit up, but settled for rolling on his side to face her. “Go ahead,” he sighed. “We'll all go see the Wall tomorrow, or the day after. I'll keep Darla in Tel Aviv today, maybe see the beach or take in a movie. Like you said, the Wall will be there when we're ready to see it.”
Liz bent over to kiss him, then straightened and headed for the door. As his eyes closed, Manny thought he saw her stop by the closet and slip something into his jacket. He wondered what it was, and then closed his eyes and fell back asleep.