“And then there’s the question of how I’d start over,” she said. “Like, where would I live? What would I do? Would I have a whole new identity? I mean, I’d have to. Right? It’s very complicated.”
“We’ll figure that out later.”
“You’re acting like it’s a minor detail.”
“No I’m not. Not at all. I’m just asking you to go one step at a time.” They’d reached Charlie’s apartment, but before they got out of his truck he took a moment to squeeze her hand “So for now, all you have to do is get really interested in antiques.”
She laughed. “I really don’t know how I’m going to make him fall for this,” she said.
“I’ve got faith in you. I’m sure you’ll find a way, Abby-girl.”
Chapter 25
Abby peeled off her alien suit and got back in bed beside Randall. “Hey Babe?”
“Huh?”
“Do you think we could get a cabin?”
“What do you mean by cabin?”
“Just that. A cabin. A little getaway place in the woods or by a lake.”
“Why would you want something like that when we have this beautiful home?”
“That’s like comparing apples to oranges, Randall.”
“First I get you a new vehicle, and then the very next day you turn around and want a cabin?”
“I needed a new vehicle. My car was getting old.”
“I guess so. But a cabin?”
“Yeah. Something cute. The total opposite of this place. Not that I don’t love our house, because I do.”
“So is our house the apple or the orange?” he asked.
“It’s the apple. Of course.”
“Is this so you can try out your outdoors skills?”
“Yeah, exactly.”
“If you want to go to the mountains or something, we can take a trip like that. I used to go camping every summer when I was a boy. Did I ever tell you that?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Didn’t you ever see the pictures of me catching fish?”
“Oh, I guess so.”
“Those were at my grandparents’ place up in Wisconsin. My ma’s parents. I called them Granny and Pa.”
“That’s sweet.”
“Until I was about seven we used to go up there every summer. Happiest time of my life. I can still remember it.”
“Cute.”