Survival

"You survived Valentine's Day!" she observed, sitting down beside him in the cafe. "I did," he replied, moving his books aside to make room for her. "My plan was flawless: hide in my apartment until it was over, hunkered down with snacks, wine, and things to read. It was genius as I remain very much alive." "Love WILL find you some day - you know that," she stated flatly, with a wry smile. "I acknowledge the possibility," he said quietly, "and I await this emotional intruder sent to shock me out of a comfortable and abiding sense of doom." She raised her coffee cup in a kind of informal toast and he laughed, raising his own.