"I'm sorry about last night too."
"I'm glad you're sorry. I hope it's for the right reasons."
"I'm sorry I wasn't with you."
"That's not the right reason." Gabby lifted a finger to lecture. Audibon caught it and held it.
"You're a schoolmarm, pet," he said, motioning to the monitor which now showed the schoolroom. "You belong on that set." He kissed the finger gallantly. Gabby reclaimed it.
"I was looking at that water color you did out at Fire Island. You know I've got it hung in my shop?"
"I wish you didn't," Gabby said slowly. "It isn't a happy picture."
"We were happy when you painted it."
"No. Not inside, Roy. That's why it turned out so badly." She looked away.
"It's a happy picture. We were happy." Audibon smiled. "Do you remember ... I had an idea for a show? Following the summer around the world. I didn't want that summer to end. I wanted it to go on and on ... with you getting darker and darker, and that old shirt of mine you wore getting tattier and bleached.... What made us imagine it ended?"