Are they going to get married someday? It’s what you always think. What you can’t help but think. What I was already thinking, holding a girl’s hand at a football game. It’s not what you really want, though. What you really want, on top of a module like that, a girl billowing her shirt out so you can duck into it, get your cigarette going, is for that moment, for the two of you, to last forever. To live in the balloon.
