When Winter Comes to Main Street

by Grant M. Overton

Nina. But do I?

Russ. Let’s say you cause a certain amount of disturbance sometimes.

Nina. But you like me to be as I am, don’t you?

Russ. Yes.

Nina. You wouldn’t have me altered?

Russ. Can’t alter a climate.

Nina. You don’t know how much I want to be perfect for you.

Russ. You know my ruthless rule, “The best is good enough; chuck everything else into the street.” Have I ever, on any single occasion, chucked you into the street?

Nina. But I want to be more perfect.

Russ. Why do women always hanker after the impossible?