I'm laying down in my van, post dinner, parked in the same spot in my parents' driveway. Shelly is here too, and we're talking. It's a perfect beautiful day, and the doors are open wide to the trees and grass. It's like hanging out on your bed outside in the shade. We talk, and manage to catch up on details. We were dating for something crazy like 9 years. I proposed, but it didn't keep. We split up almost a year ago. I'm relieved that neither one of us cooked up any resentment, drama, or ill will. Catching up on details was fun.