“You knew who I was when you married me, what gives you the right to make me feel guilty about who I am now? About how I make my living?” The silences after these talks were long and heavy, not only because this was tied to his identity as a male, but because it was the essential difference between the two of their philosophies, even their personalities. How, she thought now as the airliner began its descent over the Channel, would they even be able to stay together—as friends, as parents, as lovers—when their differences were so profound?
