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"Get two of thehed at the absurdity "Why only two?"

"I mean at the same time," he said

I had not seen Liz since e to me, as she lived in Mather, far down the river, and h discreet, well-spaced questioning, ed to learn more about her connection to Jonas They were not, in fact, a strictly Harvard couple but had known each other since childhood Their fathers had been prep school rooether for years Thishad sounded as s as a romantic twosome’s Jonas claimed that for many years, they actually couldn’t stand each other; it wasn’t until they were fifteen, and forced to endure two foggy weeks with their parents on a remote island off the coast of Maine, that their mutual antipathy had boiled over into what it really was They’d kept this from their fauely incestuous about the whole thing--confining their passions to secret, suot drunk on the patio, not really thinking of theirlfriend until they’d both wound up at Harvard and discovered that they actually liked each other after all

This account also explained, at least partly, the oddness of their relationship What else but shared history could bond two people who possessed such fundaent visions of life? The rew to know them both, the more I came to understand how truly different they were That they had traveled in the saeable country day and boarding schools, and been able to navigate the New York subway system, the Paris Métro, and the London tube by the ti about who they really were as people It is possible for the saether to keep theth Herein lies the truth of love, and the essence of all tragedy I was not yet wise enough to understand this, nor would I be, until many years had passed Yet I believe that from the start I sensed this, and that it was the source of my affinity, the force that pulled ht hours were all desultory prea done Was I nervous? How does the bull feel when he iscrowds and the one off for the day--I didn’t knohere--and as the clock neared eight, the appointed hour, he had yet to show hiional differences in as and was not considered late, and by nine-thirty, when I decided to dress (I had entertained the girlish fantasy that Jonas and I would do this together), er It seeotten and I would spend the evening like a jilted groo TV in a tuxedo

The other difficulty lay in the fact that I did not kno to tie a bow tie Probably I couldn’t have acco Managing the studs and cuff links felt like trying to thread a needle with a hashoree them in their proper holes, and by the time I was done, my face was da towel and exath e sort of boy, neither one thing nor the other; although naturally slender, and without significant ble forfor my body, my hair too bulky for the head it sat atop Yet the face and figure I beheld in theto me The sleek black suit and shiny shoes and starch-hardened shirt--even, against my expectations, the pink curetted the powder-blue getup I’d worn to proentrify one’s appearance so thoroughly? For the first time, I dared to think that I, this plain boy froh the doors of the Spee Club without an alared into the outer rooht past me to the bathroom and turned on the shower I followed hi too late how peevish this sounded "No big deal, but it’s almost ten"