“Liz?” Henry calls while preparing the lasagna sauce.
“Yes?” I reply. We are in the kitchen, I’m washing the dishes while he cooks.
“I love you.” I never get tired of hearing his declarations. “How about we have a wedding party? What do you think?”
“I think it's time we had a talk.” He puts the lasagna in the oven and stands next to me at the sink.
“Go on!” He nudges me with his hip and turns on the faucet to wash his hands.
“About me living here... it's still too soon, even though we're married.” He turns off the faucet and takes the towel from my shoulder to dry his hands. “I still don't want anyone at the university to know.”
“Why?”
“I’ve always said I was single, and suddenly I show up and say I'm married... and that he's also a professor at the university…”
“And a Deputy Chief
