Page 67 - Self Talk

life to what would fit, in his words, “in the trunk of a cab.”
Jane was in her early forties and had never married or
had children. They had a brief relationship that ended last fall after a camping trip to the Rockies. He remembered
the last time they had sex on that trip, squeezed into a too- small tent shuddering from a wind that howled like wolves. Birth control had always been her responsibility, or so he said now without much conviction.
Looking back, he was convinced that Jane had artfully manipulated him to have it all. A baby, a husband and a lover. Eventually, she admitted as much. To his way of thinking, the betrayal made husband and lover impossible. He thought he could learn the father part again, but its attraction was tempered by her unwillingness, at least at this point, to share the spoils of that ill-fated camping trip.