An hour-and-a-half later, having arrived at my home in the Southside section of Jacksonville, and after the customary sweet words and ceremonial embrace of a marriage of some tenure, I asked my wife to sit with me for a talk.
"Should we," I began, "perhaps early Monday morning, make that call to the Australian consulate?"
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