(With Pretty Boy gone
Peter and Eli
continue the conversation)
He is lovely, isn’t she?
Who could I have chosen to love…
to gall you more?
There’s no one.
Time hasn’t done a thing but wrinkle you.
It hasn’t even done that.
I’ve borne thirty-one connubial years of you.
How is that possible?
There are moments when I miss you.
Do you doubt it?
That’s my life’s burden.
So, Joe gets
the CEO position?
I’ve heard rumors,
but I don’t believe it.
Losing Pretty Boy will be hard,
for you must give him up.
It’s an old man’s lust;
How hard do you find it – – –
living in your penthouse?
It was difficult in the beginning,
but that’s past.
I find I’ve seen the world enough.
I’ll never let you lose.
You led too many leveraged buyouts
against my company.
And I damn near won the last one.
Still, as long as I get trotted out…
for Christmas parties and other occasions
now and then — for I do like to see you — it’s enough.
I ‘m famished. Let’s go eat.
(Peter extending his bare arm)
We shall, arm in arm.
And hand in hand.
You’re still a marvel of a man.
And you’re my Ms.
(They move to the dining area)
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