David wanted everything to be perfect tonight. He cooked his better half's favorite meal: rack of lamb with rosemary potatoes. He opened the bottle of chardonay they got on their last Napa trip, the trip where they got the email from the realtor that they were closing on their beautiful condo in Andersonville. David's better half murmured with appreciation at the perfectly cooked meat, sharing office successes between bites. David's better half ooh'd and ahh'd with the appropriate admiration as he brought out the perfectly cooked crème brulee, torching the sugar to a crisp perfection. Dinner was perfect.

David took his better half to see an obscure musical, his better half's favorite kind. While David preferred the reliability of the Rodgers and Hammerstein oeuvre, he held his better half's hand as the harmonious discordance washed over them in rapidly changing time signatures. Never mind that the sultry brunette sang with the tainted promise of adultery. Never mind that the James Dean-esque jilted lover plotted to kill the husband. It had nothing to do with their lives. Nothing at all. It was just a perfect night at the theatre.

David led his better half back to the bedroom under the haze of post-show gin and tonics. He had laid out his better half's favorite sandalwood scented candles around the bed and lit them to reveal the white rose petals that covered the comforter. David lay languidly on the bed and brought his better half on top of him, kissing him with a passion only familiar to them. The whole night had been perfect.

Except that they were both thinking of someone else.

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