A friend thought I might be interested in the NYT’s Modern Love series. I am, though by this point I think I’ve read all I ever need to on Modern Relationships That Are Not.
Dinner ended; he had to go pack for his trip. I asked casually when I was going to see him again. He sighed. “That’s a loaded question.” I asked what he meant, because I thought the question was fairly straightforward.
And that’s with a man she’s already slept with.
Brigitte objects: I believe this is modern. But it sure ain’t love.
Rebecca’s favourite part:
[…] when I found myself downtown drinking tea with my friend Steven, I asked him what he thought about dating. He has a long-term girlfriend, and I was curious how he viewed their relationship. “The main thing,” he said, “is I don’t mind if she sleeps with other people. I mean, she’s not my property, right?”
Aw, isn’t it sweet how romantic the kids are these days?