“The Gwendolyn Pierce standing in front of me may not be the same Gwen I was once married to. She may eat steaks now, she may not be able to cut a fucking tile straight to save her life, and she may have an insulting amount of confidence in my handyman abilities. But the Gwen of the present is still singlehandedly the only person I would want to spend my Saturday with. And stop calling it a dump. You’ve done some amazing things here already. I have no doubt that, when we finish, it’s going to be nothing short of incredible.”
