He reached for the door handle to escape and her hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. She gazed into his eyes. “No, Barry. ‘Yeah.’” Realization slowly dawned. “You mean … yeah?” “Yeah.” “Yeah?” “Yeah.” “You…” His voice was cracking. “You will?” “Yeah.” And she was laughing and crying at the same time. “Yeah. I will. I will. I will, yeah.”