Tom is in the pool. I sit on the side. I half-watch as he swims several laps and half-study the agreement. If I’d known it was this fascinating, I wouldn’t have put it off so long. I’m glad I did.
No doubt, if I’d read it, I wouldn’t be sitting here now. I would have found an easier route to get what I want. Sometimes you can’t see where the path will take you, and sometimes you realize it’s where you want to go, but that you wouldn’t have started out in that direction, if only you’d known what was ahead.
Tom takes a break and swims over to where I am. I can feel his eyes on everything as he examines my body. Thankfully, I’ve already ordered a drink. When it arrives, he gives me a look that conveys his disappointment.
“What?” I shrug. “We’re on our honeymoon.”
He doesn’t offer a respon
