It's Hard When Things Don't Work Out

Have you heard of Andrew Bird?

No. Who is he?

A musician. Let me play you a song. I think you'll like it.

This is nice. What's it called?

"Sovay."

Really? Did you know there's a English folk song called "Sovay"?

No. I had no idea.

It's about a woman named Sovay who dresses like a criminal and pretends to rob her husband to see if he'll give up his wedding ring.

Does he?

Nope. He hands over everything else but says he'll die before giving up the ring.

I bet that makes her happy.

It does.

Have you been married before?

No. You?

Yes, actually. When I was 18 my boyfriend and I took off one weekend and got married in a small town on the other side of the state by a justice of the peace.

You eloped? You’re so wild!

Not really. It’s not a big deal.

"Not a big deal"? Whatever.

You’re not married anymore?

I wasn’t as fortunate as Sovay.

Sorry. It’s hard when things don’t work out.

This song is beautiful. It makes me feel like traveling back in time.

You can do that?

No. It just makes me feel like I could. Or wish I could.

It makes me feel like dancing.

Really? Do you dance?

No. But when I listen to this song I picture myself all decked out in black tails walzing with a beautiful woman in a white dress. We are in a really fancy ballroom with huge chandeliers and large windows and lots of food and candles on the tables.

Sounds nice.

Yeah. There's a fire in a fireplace at both ends of the room. And the parquet floor is magnificent.