It could’ve been a sofa ad. “Second-hand, some surface wear, but generally in good shape.”

It made Keith chuckle, like Ann used to, before they got sunk by two kids, twenty years, and brutal familiarity.

***

Waiting, twisting her napkin, Ann wished he hadn’t picked this restaurant. It was Keith’s favourite.

Tamsin isn’t even sure that lonely hearts ads still exist, but would like to think that they haven’t been killed off by Tinder.