“Henry laughed and said, “Honey, the sun rises and sets with that Bill of hers. Everything he says is Gospel. She loves her man.” “Is that what loving your man is?” “Has a lot to do with it.” Jean Louise said, “You mean losing your own identity, don’t you?” “In a way, yes,” said Henry. “Then I doubt if I shall ever marry. I never met a man – ” “You’re gonna marry me, remember?” “Hank, I may as well tell you now and get it over with: I’m not going to marry you. Period and that’s that.”
