He’s got me walking two miles every morning and cutting down on my salt and doing geckos.” “Doing what?” “Like, when you tighten all your pelvic floor muscles and then relax them,” he said. “Oh, Kegels,” I said. “Right. Kegels.” He slid his spatula under a sandwich and gave it a flip. “Tighten your pelvic muscles three seconds and then relax three seconds, tighten and then—” “In fact, I’ve just now done one,” I announced. “Yes, me too,” he said. We both snickered. I’d forgotten how cozy it felt sometimes, hanging out with Max.
