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MY GUESTBOOK
�Whatever. It�s Transition. These are like dog hours. A day is like one of your human weeks,� Josh said impatiently.
�That�s quite a selling point,� I said dryly.
Josh changed conversations without registering that I had spoken. �So I�ve been thinking about this. So you�re engaged. People do this and have marriages.�
I put Josh on speaker and went to make myself a cup of coffee. �Yeah? Who?� Lisa and I didn�t make it to the alter. Jenny and Leo�s marriage imploded. Toby and Andie got divorced before they started hating each other but they were lucky. Even President and Dr. Bartlet ended up separated for a while�though very few people actually knew why Dr. Bartlet moved back to Manchester, that�s what it was: a separation.
That threw him, though only momentarily. �You know, theoretically. She�s an attorney, right?�
�Yeah.�
�Gee, I wonder if she�ll be able to find gainful employment in the lawyer capitol of the known universe,� Josh said.
After filling my cup I put down the coffee pot. �She�d have to take the Bar again. Would you?�
�Well, I assume that there are a number of things that she would do for you that I would balk at,� Josh said, his attempt at humour falling flat.
Sighing, I picked up the phone again. �She doesn�t� hate the idea,� I admitted. Actually, since I had brought the subject up with Sara she had spent a lot of time talking to her friend, Rita, who was a Realtor, about the benefits of townhouses versus condos. She�d already started comparing square footage in three different places in Georgetown. She had also started updating her resume and had pulled out her old law school study guides before we went to bed. And I had only told her about the offer ten hours earlier. To say that she didn�t hate the idea was a gross understatement. I was almost sure that she would end up picking up boxes and rolls of that annoying bubble-wrap crap on her way home from work.
�I�ll see you tomorrow,� Josh said.
Josh was obviously missing the fact that, even if Sara wasn�t against it, I wasn�t sure I was for it. �I still need to think it over,� I reminded my old friend.
�Think it over on the plane,� Josh said. �Not that I�m� begging,� he added quickly.
�I don�t think you�re begging.�