9.“That’s about it,” I finally say, tapping the dot near my ear. My mouth and throat are very dry; but my eyes remain moist.
“Thank you,” she says again.
“I’m very sorry for your loss, Kay,” I say, my throat grabbing a little. “From the time I spent with Janos I know he loved you dearly. I figure that’s one of the reasons why he refused to be dismantled, as he called it. All the time he was here he was true to your marriage vows—”
“I’m sorry,” she interrupts me. “But you are making some incorrect assumptions. May I explain?”
“Please,” I say, “go ahead.”
“Janos Mirlav and I were never married—not how you understand it, anyhow. Although we experienced many years of exciting intimacy, much more than you mean by your words of love and s*x. But you see, actual marriage would have been quit
