A phone conversation with my father

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Wednesday morning, 8:30 AM Brooklyn time, 5:30 AM La Puente time

(Recorded sound of a horse neighing as though rearing up from fear)

Me: (Picking up cell phone) Hello?

Pau: Hi luk.

Me: Hi Pau.

Pau: Don't worry.  Nothing is wrong.  Everything is okay. 

Me: Okay.

Pau: I sent you a book.

Me: Oh yeah, I got the cookbook, it's great.  Thanks, Pau.  I was going to call you today.

Pau: Oh okay.  (pause)  Because you know, that thing cost maybe ten bucks, but it cost me nine bucks to send that thing.

Me:  Thanks Pau, it's great, it's perfect.

Pau: You see, it has the Thai and the English.  Now you know what a yee-rah is.

Me:  Yeah, I saw.

Pau:   The yee-rah is the cumin, you got it?

Me:  Yeah, I saw, it's great.

Pau: So now, you got a question, you don't have to call me, right?

Me:  I might call you anyway, Pau.

Pau: Okay.  Cause that thing cost me eight bucks just to send it.

Me:  Yeah, thanks Pau.  It's great.

Pau:  So what you doing today.  You going to work?

Me:  Yeah, I'm leaving the house right now.

Pau:  Okay...okay.

Me: (pause) Okay.  I'll talk to you later then.

Pau:  Okay.  Bye luk.

Me:  Bye Pau.

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