Even in high school he thought I should marry her, just like he was marrying his girlfriend. Because that way, he figured, nothing would ever have to change. When we show up there are a handful of people in the livingroom in front of the tv. Everyone is astonished to see us come in, and I'm astonished to see who's there. I can't remember any of their names, if I ever knew them, but the faces are familiar despite layers of fat and receding hair.
Handshakes go all around.
Beers appear in our hands. No one says a thing about how we re dressed they surely think it s for real. Cora and I look at one another and laugh. Some basketball game is on, and conversation is muted. During a commercial Randy asks what I'm up to lately.