He Thought I Would Make A Scene At Two In The Morning Until Everything Changed

and looked at the room.

“You changed the lamp,” she said.

“Bought a new one.”

“And the couch is different.”

“Six inches to the left.”

She nodded slowly. “It looks like your house now.”

“It always was,” I said. “I just had to finish moving in.”

She raised her glass.

I raised mine.

We sat in the kitchen until nearly midnight, in no particular hurry, because there continue reading …