Theirs was a private language, not shared with the rest of the world, and so exempt from censure, sheer burlesque.
There was mystery at the heart of any of marriage, secrets even people close to it would never know.
While she was away, he'd forgotten how powerfully she broadcast her feelings, filling the house like a kind of nerve gas.
Maybe he was old-fashioned, but to him a couple meant a strong bond, with positive and negative charges constantly arcing between them.
There was a lot about Kim and J.P. he didn't get.... he was confused by their lack of romance. As a father, he was at times grateful for that missing intensity, but as a man who liked to surprise his wife with flowers, it baffled him. Maybe he was old-fashioned, but to him a couple meant a strong bond, with positive and negative charges constantly arcing between them. He'd never seen Kim and J.P. kiss, let alone argue.
You couldn't relive your life, skipping the awful parts, without losing what made it worthwhile. You had to accept it as a whole--like the world, or the person you loved.