April 17, 2017:

She held me with her strong legs, stronger than I could free myself of. I took it as symbolic, surrendered, kissed her knee through her jeans. We talked of work and travel plans. She was already drunk and drank more in the car. We bought Mexican hearts for our Xmas trees and ate Mexican food for dinner. I had to leave early. She wanted me to stay, and was a little afraid, and a little frantic.