It was dinner time anyway, so we adjourned to the kitchen, the boys heading back to their rooms for more video games, and the three of us chatted. It was a nice conversation. Charlotte had gotten Del up to speed on me. The two started talking about women I might like until I told them to slow down. I had come out twenty-four hours earlier. I had a husband and a daughter. And I had been with one woman ever, and that was twenty years earlier.
I nodded. Charlotte turned on the light.
“That settled, let’s eat. I’ll get the boys.”
While we spoke, Charlotte was pulling together a simple pasta dish and Del tossed a salad. Del put two glasses of milk on the table in the dining area, and I put out the placemats. In the end, it was a fine meal with fine people and I got into a cab to catch the train to my hotel in White Plains.