A Fresh Cup

“I think we did it right.”
“Yeah,” he said, “I think we did.”
“I mean, we're fine, aren't we?”
“Yeah,” he said, “we're fine.”
“You know? I see so many others not make it this long. And we have and we're still happy, right?”
“Yeah,” he said, “we're happy. I'm happy.”
“Good. The last thing I would ever want to be is unhappy, and the last thing I would ever want is to make you unhappy.”
He crossed his legs and she opened a book.