Love of My Life Page #6

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while she tried out that new job.

You've been a fantastic stepmother,

and I really appreciate that.

If you ask me, they should

never have fired her.

If they didn't have security cameras

they'd never even known

she'd had sex on a desk.

What?!

Oh god.

I mean, honestly.

Who wants to live in a world

where you can't make love

on your desk if the opportunity arises?

Richard really missed her

when you moved here, you know.

I never wanted a baby of my own.

Who wants to clean up somebody's sh*t?

Now I wonder, you know,

who's gonna clean up my sh*t when I'm old?

Maybe that's why people have babies.

You clean their sh*t, they clean yours.

When I was young I used

to think there'd be people

lining up to clean my sh*t.

That I'd be mourned by

millions when I died.

Millions?

What did you think you'd be?

Princess.

Dictator.

Eva Peron, that was the life.

But, you know, sometimes your dreams

don't come true, do they?

Some people meet Juan Peron

and I meet Richard Feekery.

Don't get me wrong.

Wife of a Tolstoy

Prize winner is nice,

but you don't get as much as people think.

If only he'd won the Nobel.

Zoe might clean up your

sh*t when the time comes.

You have given her some seriously nice

birthday presents.

She's easy to love, isn't she?

Not like her father.

Well, he's pretty easy to love, too.

Yes, I remember.

Yes, I bet you do.

I didn't mean it like that.

Listen to me, Grace.

All this sh*t about you

being his true love is

batshit crazy and I know batshit crazy.

I was his true love,

which is why he left you and Zoe for me.

It's okay we don't live happily ever after,

but, frankly, who does?

So if you want one last fling,

just find somebody else.

I don't want one last fling.

Of course you do.

We all want one last fling.

I want one last fling and

I'm not even dying, so,

I'm not judging you,

I'm just saying,

please, just find a different man.

Hm? What?

What's happening?

Just checking your wife

isn't f***ing my husband.

Oh.

Thanks.

Pleasure.

Night.

Yeah, night.

That was nice of her.

[Soft Piano Melody]

[Snoring]

Two.

Yeah.

Thanks, Tyler.

- Hi.

- Hi.

24/7,

walking distance from my house, and

surprisingly good coffee made

by my friend, Tyler, here.

An insomniac's dream.

Did my text wake you?

Uh, yeah.

The ping surprised me.

I can't remember the last time I got a text

in the middle of the night.

Did it wake Terry?

No, I left her a note,

said I had to go into the office.

Something unexpected.

This could have waited till morning.

But you wanted to tell me now.

Okay.

This is gonna sound horribly melodramatic,

but um,

I may be dying.

And I don't mean I may be mortal.

I mean,

on Monday.

Monday?

The blackout?

Yeah.

I felt woozy

a few times, I fell once but,

I just thought that I was

tired and clumsy.

They can't do a biopsy

'cause it's in too deep so

they just have to cut open my skull

and see what they can find.

I might be fine after surgery.

Or I might wake up and

not be myself anymore.

Or I might never wake up.

It's big.

But you might be okay.

Yeah.

But the doctor said to get ready.

Jesus.

Yeah, I don't want pity.

That's why I haven't told people, I

hated it when my first

husband immortalized me

as the pathetic, abandoned wife.

But I want you to know that

my files are all in order.

A few messy odds and ends,

but nothing that you

can't figure out.

I must remember to email you my password.

And the Millwood Project.

Well?

You've seen the model.

It's as good as the clients want it to be.

And as for my shares, well,

I have a will.

It's only 10% of the company.

Don't worry, Tom knows that

they're not worth very much.

Okay.

And...

And?

This is embarrassing but

I think it needs to be said.

You mean-

This means that we'll-

Never...

Never.

There was that time.

We almost.

Just a kiss.

We didn't even do that.

But if we had.

Might not have stopped with a kiss.

Maybe that's why we didn't.

Kiss.

Who knows?

Who knows?

But if we both-

Weren't married.

Maybe.

Yeah.

And if we did it now?

That would just be

damaging your marriage for no reason

and we're not gonna do that.

Other people would.

We're not other people.

Well I'm not sure my

marriage will last, anyway.

I've said all I had to say.

Now you must go home now.

I do not want Terry to worry.

Let me drive you home.

Doesn't look like a genius to me.

[Barking]

Did you sleep with him?

None of your business.

You're right.

But I didn't,

because I'm not that kind of girl.

My sweet Gracie.

How will I live without you?

[Soft Piano Chords] [Sobbing]

"Oh, you are a wise man, are you not?

You know all about life and death.

Advise me. Think what I can do."

Morning.

Hi.

I-I vowed to myself that

I'd finish Middlemarch bef-

Oh, darling, maybe you're

a little optimistic.

So there's always your next life.

Do you believe in reincarnation?

I don't know.

It's a huge question, isn't it?

What happens next? Is it-

Is it nothingness? Is it something?

But without our bodies

do you think we're really,

truly ourselves?

Or is the concept of

an afterlife just a lie

in order to avoid the

terror of obliteration?

I've always felt I was Cleopatra.

Of course you did.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- This is him.

- Who?

My true love.

Oh, yes, yes.

He's cute.

- Very cute.

- Yes, very cute.

What's he like in bed?

Zoe:
It doesn't say.

What do you mean what doesn't say?

The dating website.

But, he has very liberal views

and he loves dogs.

Oh, he also likes horror movies.

Mom, I have 238 potential matches.

You don't have to find

your true love today.

I know, but Kaitlyn already has.

And honestly guys have always

liked me more than Kaitlyn.

Well, I thought she was a lesbian.

I know.

No, sadly, neither of my

daughters are lesbians.

Oh, I couldn't live without penises.

Have they got any men my age?

- Yes.

- No, no, no, actually,

don't look, it'll be too depressing.

They all want girls your age.

Zoe, take my advice.

Find a good man when

you're young, hold on tight.

If he bores you later, just

f*** someone on the side.

Zoe, darling, I'm going

to go meet Kaitlyn's

alleged true love.

Let's meet later for a cup of coffee

to discuss your future.

Just-just you and me, okay?

- Okay.

- Sweetheart.

Bye.

Oh, he's cute!

Okay, I'm gonna have breakfast with Kaitlyn

and then some coffee with Zoe.

I'll be back by lunch.

Don't worry, I'll bring something-

Yeah, wrong husband.

I have

- Darling, I'm sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

Tamara:
Zoe's just told

me that you check into

the hospital tomorrow.

Yeah, at four.

Ah, so, what time do they operate?

First thing Monday morning.

So tonight's your uh,

last night to do uh,

whatever it is you want to do.

Yes.

Yes, it is.

[Cluck]

Yes, it is.

Thank you.

Thanks.

He's late.

Maybe I should call him.

He's always turning his cellphone off.

He says it makes it too hard for him

to concentrate on his writing.

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