“Okay. But what if you had been married to Matthew when you met what’s-his-name? What would you have done then?” I told her that was an easy question. That I would never have progressed past pleasantries with him—or anyone. That no matter how much chemistry we shared, my mind would not have been open to the idea. “And that’s a good thing?” she asked. “Uh, yeah, that’s a good thing. It’s also the right thing,” I said. “Really? Is it?” she pressed. “It’s a good thing to be walled off to possibilities? And new experiences? In your twenties? The time when you should be exploring who you are?”
