The question had come up in early flirtation’s curious conversation, each learning about the other, fencing at times, each bringing a lifetime of relationships, and more than a bit of past pain into their words.
“Do you believe in unconditional love?” she’d asked.
My answer was not popular among the two of us at the time, though it remains unchanged.
I’d answered, “Yes.”
Even now, I wonder if there is another kind of love of which I am not aware.