Without looking up, she said, “Honey, “we have to stop by the Super G after the doctor.”
“Okay, what do we need?” he responded absently, no longer looking her way.
“Well, for one thing you need to take the cans in. Did you forget? You forgot the last time.”
“The cans – right. I’ve got it. I hear you. Doctor first, then the cans.” She gave him a sharp look but didn’t say anything.  He gave up trying to make headway with the paper. This may turn out as the highlight of my day, recycling cans, he thought.

For close to thirty years Al had been a car salesman. A real go-getter, they said. Through the years his anecdotes about the customers kept Pam laughing. Although she sometimes outdid him with “her tales from the ER.” She talked about the patients she empathized with and people on the staff she didn’t. Since retiring, after selling the house and moving, it there were few stories to tell. They were always together.

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