Comeback Love - Pg 208

   "I want to talk to you," she said, a sentence that has probably, in various languages, preceded most every heartbreak since the Stone Age. "I did some thinking in Florida."
   "That's a lousy idea," I replied, telling myself that if I cracked wise for another hour and fifty minutes, 1969 would be 1970, and a whole new decade might furnish her with a rationale to reconsider.