"Do you mind if I lie down and put my head on that pillow?"(Dylan)Shit. I can't say no or else she'll know something is wrong. "Sure."(Jessica)As I li... down on my right side to face the TV and put my head on the pillow, I notice a shift under the pillow. I hope I didn't just crush his balls. "What are you watching?"(Dylan)I don't know what the hell I'm watching. I put it on in a rush to not look suspicious. "Just flipping through different channels. Starting to get tired, actually." I checked. In the refugee camp where I worked our technology was pencil and paper 1.0. I still had my license as a Certified Public Accountant but I wasn't up to speed in that field either.I could look in the mirror and see that age was creeping up on me. It was time to leave behind my counter-culture life, return to the U.S., re-establish a career, and perhaps settle down. "To become an adult," I joked to Steve when I told him I was leaving. I had a vague hope that Steve would ask me to marry him. But he. “Y-Yes my love, I’m going to do it.”***I called a very good friend of mine and explained himthe situation.He was a bit surprised of my needs but decided to helpme. He took a movie camera and prepared the set. I wasvery excited and every time the phone rang my heart wasbeating so fast… Then she finally called.As promised she didn’t say a word and I said to myfriend to start filming. I undressed holding the phoneclose to my ears with the other hand. I started. Hell, I might not even like it. And even if I do like it, maybe itisn't such a big deal. You know, like giving up ice cream because you can'teat anything with milk in it." "Yeah." Brian agreed. "And if you can't live without it, you canfigure out how to maybe have it and still marry Suzette." "Sure." Scott said. "So I'll go tell everyone the wedding is off." Brian stood back upagain. "Maybe we don't have to do that." Scott said, stopping him with a handon his arm. "What do.