"About what?"
"Life, love, football.There's a good chance we'll never see each other again, and I have something to say."
She opened the door. They walked across the wide porch and sat on the front steps. She was careful to leave a large gap between them. Five minutes passed in silence.
"I saw Nat," he said. "He told me you're living in Chicago, happily married with two little girls."
"True."
"Who'd you marry?"
"Jack."
"Jack who?"
"Jack Seawright."
"Where'd he come from?"
"I met him in D.C. I went to work there after college."
"How old are your girls?"
"Five and three."
"What does Jack do?"
"Bagels."
"Bagels?"