And how had I failed for so long to see it?
I was thinking to write a doctoral dissertation on homosexuality in American cinema, since I seemed so much better at theory than practice. She asked Davis and me if there was anything we needed to take back to our apartment with us, some canned fruit, maybe, some pears or peaches in heavy syrup, because she'd picked up some extras on special at the store. The Brother-In-Law We said a quick "Hail Mary," then drove back to Orchard Village in silence—I had promised her I'd come back to her house for lunch.
Her brief kiss.