“Yeah. Kids. Maybe. One day. If I find the right person. You know. One day.” I stare right at her. I couldn’t be any clearer about this if I spelled it out in Scrabble, or if I dragged my finger through the sauces on the plate and wrote the word YOU. But she looks a little nervous. So I ease up on the gas.”

“Yeah. Kids. Maybe. One day. If I find the right person. You know. One day.” I stare right at her. I couldn’t be any clearer about this if I spelled it out in Scrabble, or if I dragged my finger through the sauces on the plate and wrote the word YOU. But she looks a little nervous. So I ease up on the gas.”

— Nicola Rendell