Under the Wide and Starry Sky

by Nancy Horan

“Since the day we married, you were my home. I never longed to go back to America. And I never felt lonely until the past year or two.” “You’ve been lonely?” Fanny laughed. “How could I not be? You don’t come to me when you are thinking something through, or to tell me about your day, as you used to. We have drifted pretty far afield from each other, wouldn’t you say?”

I think this happens to a lot of married people. Daily connections with each other are so important.

“Sooner or later, we all sit down to a banquet of consequences.”