I was talking with a married friend about how she hates to be alone.
"It bothers you that much?" I asked.
"Oh, it's the worst. If my husband ever died, I'd have to take a lover immediately."
I laughed. "That soon, huh?"
"Absolutely. If I couldn't find anyone right away, I might even have to take you!"
I laughed even harder. "You know, I could be there for you emotionally and keep you company and support you without necessarily having a physical relationship."
Her mock-serious stare began to crack as she slowly shook her head.
"No, Cotonee. If I'm going to take you, I want all of you."