Second Thoughts

We talked about making a baby, it was possible, though we were not young, you were still menstruating, I could seed fertile ground still. Then reality checked-in, a smiling God (who was, naturally, in bed with us), said: "Where would you put it?" We both mentally looked around the small apartment. You suggested in the closet? I thought the utility room might be more convenient. Resigned to a comfortable old age, we both slept on it.