"I guess we make a pretty good team. Hey speaking of marriage…" he'd said.

He hadn't meant for it to come out that way. He hoped very much that she'd take it as him abruptly changing the subject. But that wasn't it at all.

It was just that whenever he thought about her, he thought about the whole package. He thought marriage, he thought babies. He thought holidays to Florida. He thought twenty, thirty, forty, fifty wedding anniversary. He thought two pieces of toast and a cup of coffee every morning. He thought of what life would be with her