Mergings and Memories Toward the end of that summer, Ross asked me to marry him. We had spent the spring and summer together more or less brilliantly, and he had simply turned to me one day in the car on the way home and asked matter-of-factly, “If I asked you to marry me, you’d…
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Silent Sons It didn’t last very long. Ross sat up and leaned his head against the back of the couch, staring up at the ceiling. I wasn’t sure how much…
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Stop Counting Several months had passed since that Yale-Dartmouth game, and sprawled in congested misery on Ross’ living room couch, I blew my nose for…
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PART II Like India Ink Mildly strange, but nevertheless true: Ross and I were going to the Yale Bowl. Yale vs. Dartmouth this year. I had always…
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What Makes Sense Natalie was manning the phones. Picking up a call, she sat bolt upright in her chair upon hearing the voice on the other end of the…
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I Know How to Sail The house was hot and stuffy from being shut up for the past few days and smelled of cloves. We went around opening the windows…
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In the Thick of Things Ross and I had arranged to meet in the office on Saturday; he had been away for over a week and would be flying back that…
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