Naturally, this doesn't set too well on the vulnerable male ego. Doing it herself is, to her, the fastest way to get it done.
Shell also put on her own coat, fight her own battles, pull out her own chair, hail her taxi and light her cigarette without any masculine help. Anything he could do, she can do better-she thinks. However, while she's yearning, if there's no male around in actual physical presence, she won't miss him terribly. He'll haunt her when the first snow falls, when she hears a certain song or sees lightning flash.
He may be long ago and faraway-or hiding just out of sight and touch, somewhere in tomorrow's mists-but she'll think about him in an April rain. She'll always need that hero of her dreams to yearn for in her heart. Of course, getting along without a man is not the same thing as getting along without romance.
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