“Yes, of course I do! What kind of question is that?”
“Well you"re certainly not acting like it lately. In fact you haven"t acted like much of anything for the last few months.”
“Meaning?”
“You brood all the time. You live in that f*****g office in Albany, and when you"re not there, you"re upstairs with your head buried in a set of drawings.”
“It"s my job, Janet!”
“Yeah, right.” She shook her head then continued, “It"s more than that, and you know it.” She paused, debating her next move. She felt trapped with no way out but to go nuclear. Now her hands were shaking and it felt as if her lungs might burst. She gathered her strength and forced herself to look him straight in the eye and said, “Either you let me come with you or–”
“Or what?”
“Or we"re through. I"ve had it.”
His eyes g
