Arrival, Part 5: ‘I guess I am’

Where we left off: MidAmeriCon, August 1976 — As I gave her a foot rub, Dr. Hull said, “I forgot to ask you. Are you married, Frederik?” “Well,” I said, “I guess I am, at least for the next, let me see, four months. After that, we’ll see.” She didn’t respond to that in words, [...]