We pepper the stoic surgeon with questions, and he says that although the surgery went well, the patient’s back is not in good shape and he may well require more surgery in the future. The fact that he had surgery last year as well doesn’t bode well for the future. “He’ll be lucky if he can do sedentary work,” says the departing surgeon of a man who has been a carpenter most of his adult life.
The future can wait as we rush to the recovery room.
It’s a short taxi ride to the elegant hotel. My room has a sweeping view of the historic downtown, and a window seat with cushions to enjoy it from. I call room service for my traditional club sandwich (I always order it when I arrive at any hotel, just like I always drink ginger ale on planes) and unpack while I wait. After I eat, it’s time for a nap!
She laughs with surprise and delight. They are walking hand in hand down a sunny summer street in the Hamptons after a late, leisurely breakfast. She looks up at him and sees he is looking at her seriously, awaiting an answer to his unexpected confession. She kisses him and says, “I love you, too.” She does. They were apart for many years and found each other again. Now, older and wiser, their love is deeper and sweeter than it ever was, and they know they will never be apart again.