As a surprise, Bill had taken her out for a steak dinner at Murray’s, then to a movie downtown, and he’d even reserved a room at the Sheraton Ritz. Unfortunately, she would rather have stayed home and ordered a pizza and shared a bottle of Chianti and maybe watched an old movie on late-night TV. Bill was simply never in tune with her feelings. She was stuck with a guy who treated her in a dutiful way as though she were a load of laundry to be folded or a lawn that needed mowing from time to time. She knew he could be a better husband than that. He’d allowed himself to get close to her when she’d been pregnant two years ago. She wondered if the miscarriage had damaged her reproductive system in some way. She longed to get pregnant again so Bill would cuddle up to her and connect with her em
