My compromise was that I had to learn tolive in the same house with another woman instead of a husband. As itturned out I began to like the personali...y of Carol better than that ofa Jack, so that was my compromise and then three months ago, she told meof another step that she had taken." What was that?" I asked."Carol told me that she slipped over the line." Huh?" I said.."Yes. She said that before, she was Jack pretending to be Carol, butthat she now felt that she was Carol, pretending to. Time slipped away unnoticed, as we covered a couple of miles and digested and talked about blues music and work and Sarah and Danny’s family. Once in a while Keri squeezed my hand or I would squeeze hers. This was the first time in a long time that we had spent time alone.“We are back to the beginning. Walking, spending time just being together, feeling you just being close to me; it is really nice.” Keri spoke in a wistful tone.“I know. I don’t know, if this is good or bad, but I have not. I took this as an opportunity and turned her towards me and held her cheek and wiped her tears and told her that from now she need not worry about anything and can work here as long as she wants. She replied “ main tho yahan zindagi bhar kaam karungi lekin aap bhaga mat dena” I laughed and she also laughed. Slowly we became very close and I continued my beer and soon I was getting high. We both were talking and in between I used knowingly touch her but she used to not tell anything and I could. She offers to help me carry my bags in, but I know she can’t lift most of my duffle bags.“You rearranged again, while I was gone,” I accuse her teasingly, as I drop my bags in front of the closet. She’s left me no room, having taken over my side of it.“You weren’t here to argue. Now, are you really going to complain about that right now, or will you come over here, and take advantage of the fact that our daughters are asleep?”Grinning deeply, she already knows my answer, as I start stripping.