Once, when Matt was traveling with the Chorduroys and Svetlana and I were talking the way we used to, Svetlana surprised me by saying: “This is the kind of conversation we can’t have when Matt is around.” I felt unutterable relief—finally, she had noticed that Matt wasn’t fully capable of meaningful discourse!—followed by sinking horror: Svetlana had always known, and she didn’t care.
No gimgal ever shall
