We'd been planning the baby since before I arrived.

So even though I laughed when you said I should get the village to raise our child- I didn't think it was funny.

I still remember exactly where we were when that went down. We were in your town.

You'd just stepped off the curb onto the pavement ahead of me. I remember precisely how you looked.

I was hurrying to follow- full of enthusiasm. I asked, "So do you want to do it?"

Your face turned back. Left side. Traffic whizzing past you in front.

"Sure, I'll do it. Let's see if everyone else will raise it."

I felt I knew you. I understood you were being wry.

I just didn't understand how wry.