What do we have in life, really? If we're lucky we get to a certain age, and we have each other. We have the food we like. We have our crazy little rituals. And we have each other.
Where’s your sketch pad?” I asked. … “I gave that up,” Kay said. “I wasn’t very good, so I changed my major. ” “To what?” “To pre-med, then psychology, then English lit, then history. ” “I like a woman who knows what she wants. ” Kay smiled. “So do I, but I don’t know any.