Lose-lose situation. Marry Wally. Marry a boy. Have the beautiful wedding in early autumn, when the air is warm and football season is in full swing. Have sex and make babies. Give them a mother and a father, that they may have casserole on the table and baseball in the yard. Go to the office holiday parties, hold onto Wally’s arm, wear a black cocktail dress and the necklace he bought her for Christmas. Grow old together. Watch him lose his hair only to grow a paunch on his waistline. Babysit the grandkids on the weekends. All the while, ignore the hole, the falsehood, in her heart.
