Sixty-Two
Mikey was sitting on the couch watching Desperate Housewives when Cary let himself in. He muted the TV. “Well?”
“She said yes,” Cary said.
Mikey broke into a huge smile. “Yes?”
“Well... she said ‘yes and.’”
“Like in improv?”
“It was more like ‘yes but.’”
“But what?”
“But she thinks it’s a bad idea.”
“Why?”
Cary shrugged. “The obvious reasons. That we can’t live together. That she has kids and it’s complicated. That we haven’t
ever dated.”
“Those are good reasons.”
Cary nodded. “Great reasons. Smart girl.”
“But she said yes... ” Mikey said, like he was making sure that he got it.
“She said yes,” Cary confirmed.
“Because she’s crazy about you.” Mikey grinned again. “And always has been.”
Cary smiled. It felt like the first real smile he’d allowed himself tonight. “I think that might be true.”
Mikey jumped off the couch to hug him.