ABSTRACT
It is January of 1993, the fourth year I am commuting weekly between Ann Arbor and Key Largo. I am on the plane to Miami, the one I typically take on a Thursday evening. But this is by no means my usual plane ride. Tonight I am so anxious I am barely able to keep myself from shaking; tears flow intermittently. George has had what he calls a “heart episode,” pain and constriction in his chest. His doctor wants him in the hospital. Instead, he is picking me up at the Miami airport. I am beyond terrified. Will this be it? Will this be the time that my worst fears are realized? Will this be the time that George leaves me for good?
