A Temporary Matter
Fiction, from 1998: He wondered what Shoba would tell him in the dark. The worst possibilities had already run through his head.
"The more Shoba stayed out, and the more she began putting in extra hours at work and taking on additional projects, the more he wanted to stay in, not even leaving to get the mail, or to buy fruit or wine at the stores by the trolley stop." — on a couple drifting apart after loss