I felt a sudden ridiculous urge to tell the entire building what her gesture meant to me.

Instead I held her hand and walked beside her.

Some things didn’t need a press release.

PART 17

A Different Kind of Anniversary

On our fourth wedding anniversary I took Meredith back to the restaurant where I had once stood her up.

I reserved the same small table near the window, but I told her in advance what I had planned.

Surprises, we had learned, were kinder when they did not conceal important choices.