“I can wash dishes.”
“If you’re poor, you enjoy occasional treats. If you’re rich, you just get bored with pleasure.”
“Bored stiff.”
“And probably drift apart.”
Sam could not follow her here. Loth as he was to disagree with her lightest word, this was going too far.
“No,” he said firmly, “if I had a million I wouldn’t drift apart from you.”
“You might.”
“No, I wouldn’t.”
“I’m only saying you might.”
“But I shouldn’t.”