Sometimes. Greg just knew when something would be discontinued. Too good to last or rather, in the case of his friends: too epic to be secure and confident in continuing onward. Always, heâd get these feelings for media. For personal pet projects. Itâs too good to last so just enjoy it as it remains in your presence.
 And now he feels it in terms of relationships. Basically. To bluntly put it; he doesnât know how long heâll be with Sheila. He was not cynical from his relationship with Elaine, no, not at all. For when Sheila first showed him her old home - when they first kissed - when they first did anything in the beginning: such a thought did not float in his head. But now, itâs there. Always there in his mind.
 Itâs like noticing a all-day gray Ohio sky. âYou know its going to rain? Yeah, it hasnât happened yet, but itâs coming.â
  No. He has not seen her with a wandering eye. No. He does not think bored is the way she feels when theyâre side by side; sheâs such a excitable woman. And yet, Greg feels the uncertainty simply because of what he knows.
  Itâs not as though Sheila is some virgin woman, fresh into the bustling city, naive and inexperienced in relationships due to her church upbringing. Itâs how her grandmother likes to see her but its not the reality of her. No. Itâs not as though Greg thinks of her as a loose woman, who plays around for fun but,
  He remembers the man she smiled with at the grocery store as they compared pineapples. And he smiled at her. Perhaps Greg would be exaggerating to say they looked like ânewly-wedsâ but it was, nonetheless, the sort of smile he never got to wear around Elaine. And that joy was from approximately five months ago.Â
  Five months.Â
 He remembers encountering âNicholas,â who caught onto he and Sheilaâs secret hand-locking. The secret one-second kisses shared in public. And honestly? Itâs not the man in the grocery store - itâs Nick who Greg thinks back on in frequency. The disgust, the rage...the anxiety bubbling in his stomach as he learned that they, were together two months ago.
  So, how long will he and Sheila last?Â
   âNow I know you donât like McDonalds coffee but-â
                                    {Three months?}
     âItâs a adventure-!â
                        {Four months?}
     â-itâs a adventure to try new things!â Her grin is not annoying, itâs endearing. How her dark hair bounces, how her shoulders roll playfully. And still, Greg thinks.
. {Eight months?}
    âAdventure means trying cheap things even though you know itâs going to be bad.â Finally Greg speaks, only for her to naturally sigh as if so, so tired.Â
   âUgh, donât be that way! Come on, McDonalds is just a minute away. You know you donât want to go out of your way like that.â
  The idea of something short and temporary with her is unappealing. The thought of something off and on is tiresome. Itâs soon, far to soon to say he wants to marry this woman. But he - he -- if heâs going to be a reasonable man of twenty-eight: he wants something long-term. No estimated month, no specific year for it to all come to a end; he just wants to share something so nice with her long-term.
   âI love you.âÂ
  She keeps her grin, even with a puzzled face. âWhereâs this coming from?â she laughs.
  âIs there a law saying how often or how little you can say I Love You?â Â
  And its not like he will confess these things to her, either. Because he convinces himself its not that important of a thought. And they havenât been together, long enough, to exchange such talk. Â
  âNo, no there isnât.â The puzzlement falls from her face as she replies this. Nose wrinkled and eyes squinted.
   âSo do you love me?â
 Across from him the car seat, Sheila is silent. She tilts her head, observes him with those dark, dark eyes. She wants to smile but, sheâs holding the grin back. âI do. I really, really do.â So gentle, so admirable. Greg canât help but hold back his own smile, his fingertips; just for a moment, hovering over the brown of her palm.
 Greg doesnât know how long heâll be with this woman. But, heâs going to enjoy the time together, regardless.