Marty and Taylor continued their long-distance romance for over two months. Then Marty went back to Boston for a meeting of her task force. I guess they picked up their hot relationship because Marty didn’t call like she used to do.
Almost three weeks passed before I saw her again. We met for dinner at our favorite steak house.
“Elaine,” Marty started. “I’m more in love than ever. I didn’t think this could get any better, but here it is!”
“So when’s the move going to take place?” I asked, fearing the answer.
“Well…” Marty began, “I’m not even sure there’s going to be one.”
“Because you haven’t mentioned it?” I suggested.
“Neither of us has,” she said with a deep sigh.
“Do you want it to happen?”
“I hate being so far away from her.”
“Maybe you should both move to middle ground. Lik
