We never gave the subtle changes that occurred a second thought. At first they went unnoticed. Eventually, though, there was no obscuring the disappearance of our burning passion. Love, with tolerance, that's what we practiced. Under one roof we were two people still being intimate with each other while ignoring moments of indiscretion.
The neighbors gossiped. To them our loving relationship was bizarre. It was always misunderstood. So what if it was...it worked for us.