We saw Frank in his front yard the next day and he invited us to dinner for his birthday; his treat. He said that over the past few months, he's really appreciated our friendship and how it really helped him deal with the loss of his wife. Jill and I looked at each other. How could we say no to him? We agreed to celebrate on Saturday night.
When we got back into the house Jill immediately told me, "I know what you are going to say. Let me think about it."
All I could say was, "Ok." She was seriously considering it without me even asking. She must have been trying to gather up the courage to go through with it and I didn't want to blow it now. As difficult as it was for me, I just kept my mouth shut. After all, she had agreed to "think" about it. Needless to say, it was all I could "think
