“Oh, it’s on right now. Shall I go and turn it on?”

“God, no,” he groaned.

She laughed as she walked back to her bedroom. “I’m sure it’s not that bad.”

“It’s not. It’s worse. I have an idea. Let’s watch TV together—just not Entertainment Premiere.”

“Okay. What?” she asked, finding her remote control on her dresser and flipping on the television.

“Um . . . Hogan’s Heroes? Nah. CNN? Maybe. The Adult Channel?”

“I’m afraid I don’t have it.”

“Too bad. How about the Food Network? It’s like golf. We can watch and talk at the same time.”

“Okay,” she said, flipping the channel, setting her water down on...