He had thought things were really good between him and his wife, but the attack on Ted seemed to have destroyed it. His wife seemed to have fixated on...the attack and wouldn’t get past it. She was smothering Ted and killing their marriage.He took a drink of his coffee deep in thought. The coffee was still hot and the cup was full. He realized that the waitress must have refilled it. He looked down at his plate and saw that it was empty. Shaking his head, he felt like he was functioning on. "For the record," I say as I touch up my make-up alongside Jamie, "Idid ask if they had anywhere else that could double as a dressingroom..." Eh, I've been to studios with worse," Jamie replies. "I've also beenin much, MUCH worse ladies' rooms, hehe!" Even the worst ladies' room I've been in was better than the bestmen's room," I say, putting away my make-up brushes and adjusting mybra. "Is- is it really different, you know, peeing-" That's a question for your doctor, not me!" Jamie laughs.. " I sighed. "You are from a very differentgeneration. But frankly, I'm just not as brave as you are," Iconfessed."Given your circumstances I think you are very brave," Andrew continued."No, it hasn't been easy, but I'm not going to pretend things haven'timproved for people like us. People still give me a hard time. But Ican be open and be myself, because I'm standing on your shoulders."Andrew reached out and helped me rise to my feet. "I wanted you to knowthat before I went away to school.. Not the loss of mymanhood, my position in society, my identity; it was the sudden, permanentsevering of family ties with my wife and children. In an instant, all theextra hours I had put in at the office; all the time I had spent on the golfcourse; all the time I had wasted in commuting, in puttering in the garage,they all seemed to flash before my eyes. And I would have given anything tohave all those wasted hours back. I was standing, waiting for the elevator,thinking about all this, when,.