any given sunday

any given sunday

"I want us to quit." She's crying pretty steady now. Not even ugly when she cries. Not most times. This isn't real crying.

"I want to matter more to you than that shit. I want you to matter more to me than it, too." The great big, sleep-starved tears are doing nothing for her makeup but making it better. We should probably shoot another set.

You're tired, baby. Me too. Get some sleep.

"Aren't you coming to bed?"

I was going to, but if you want us to quit, I have the whole bag to do by morning.

"Make me a bump?"

Sure, baby. How big?

"I'll do whatever you're gonna do."