She calls me, Champion, and I say, You used to call me that all the time, but we’re older now, and I smile and finish my piece of apple pie.

She sat alone in a corner of the food court. She read her book and dreamed of love and then a man sat down next to her eating fried pickles.

The dinner was large again, huge in fact, and I said, I love you but you’re making me fat and unattractive, and she smiled and said, I know.