We radioed Brother Mark and gave him our coordinates. His limo had just dropped them off at the front door, they were just entering the gates.
Brother Mark had all the tickets on him, which meant that he would have to meet us at our gate so that we could get in. Which, of course, he did. I was happy to see Lori and him, and eager to sit together so we all could do a little people watching before the show began.
But no, Mark told us that the seats were not together - our two were on one side mid-center, front row - while his and Lori's were clear across the stadium, on the side too, but a section closer to the stage - front row. We had only minutes to get to our seats before the show began.
We gave quick kisses hello and good-bye, and said maybe we would be able to meet up with them at intermission. They went their way and we went ours. We vowed to stay in touch via cell phone.
So much for the couple's night out...at least out together..
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