“Is that it?” “Martin, I don’t want to compare you with him. You are such a wonderful, good man and so is he. I will always love you, Martin, ...ut I want to be with Tom.” “Are you out of your mind?” Martin yelled, grabbing the chair and shaking it. Are you losing your marbles?” “No, I’m not crazy. I’ve fallen in love. I mean, I love you Martin, but I’m not in love anymore. Do you understand? Can you hear what I’m saying?” “Yes, I hear what you’re saying and no, I don’t understand. I think you. I have another sip of coffee and watch the room."She is cute." She? Who? Bette Davis?" Lillian asks, looking up with a puzzled frown."No. The girl you've been watching while you pretend to read. Her," pointing with a nod, "the one in the yellow top, brown curls, sweet little bottom. You have good taste." I don't know what you could mean." Oh nonsense, Lillian. Perfectly obvious, though I do have the advantage of an intimate knowledge of the whole girl/girl thing." Intimate?" You're a lesbian?". I've got to make some phone calls. It won't take a minute." The clerk smiled apologetically but it was clear that there was nothing for Simon to do but wait.After a few minutes on the phone, whispering his name and ID number to whomever he was talking to, the clerk looked up and flashed another apologetic smile. "It won't be much longer sir. They're sending someone down to take care of you. Could you wait over there?"Simon gathered up his papers and relinquished his seat to the next fortunate. ” “What is it?”“I just got the reminder on my phone that I start ovulating today.” She said as she pointed the phone at me. “Well that is pretty good timing.” I said with a chipper voice. “Yeah except we have the baby at the house, and he doesn’t help anything when it comes to this.” She said rolling her eyes. “Yeah.” I said sounding much sadder this time. I stepped ahead of her and grabbed the passenger door open for her. There was a van right there, so she had to squeeze in around me. She was.