He is feeling the heart burn. Junior and the Wife think nothing of his comments that he has eaten too much.
Junior gets up and goes home. The Wife goes to bed.
He takes a shower in hot water to wash away the sweat. He wakes her up and informs her that he needs to go. Now.
"Should I call Jr.?"
"No, it's nothing. Don't... bother them. It's 2 a.m."
She supports him down the road. He is struggling. Taxis go by, red, red, Green! She flags but it does not stop. "Hey!" he grunts at the taxi. It's all he can articulate. Her fear continues to rise even though, finally, a cab stops.
As they alight, he tells her, "Please call them."
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