Ronnie’s POV

It’s Friday night. Nancy and I have been relaxing in my living room long enough to watch two chick flicks and two action movies, my picks of course. The other day she called me and wanted to see me, but work kept me busy until now.

She said it was her turn to plan a date she would normally go on. So we ordered Chinese takeout, which wasn’t as horrifying as I was expecting, and have been taking turns picking out what we watch.

Her ...