I have to admit, it’s been somewhat intentional on my part. Getting to know my wife hasn’t been at the top of my to-do list for many reasons.
It might make her start to feel real to me.
But now, I find myself on the cusp of a million different questions, buoyed by curiosity.
“I’ll be right there with you,” I hear myself say. “If things are going poorly, I’ll turn it around. It will be fine.”
It’s like those words thaw her out. She nods, her eyes fixed on me like I’m her last lifeline. “What should I wear?”
I make her sit down on the white couch in the center of the walk-in. I pull out a white silk dress with thin straps and a delicate beaded border at the hemline. “This one.”
She stands automatically, and I find myself reaching for the tie of her robe. The material slips off her shou
