A couple laid side to side in bed. The wife, half-asleep, rested on her side. The husband laid on his back, his thoughts running wild. In fact, they had been all day. Only now was he able to catch his wife alone so that they could talk. He had been wanting to talk for weeks now, but she had pushed it away every time. After staring at the ceiling for a minute longer, he turned to look at his wife's back.

"Honey," he whispered, "can we talk about Rober-"

"Shh," the wife replied. "We'll talk tomorrow."

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