Elliot’s face was neutral. I couldn’t tell what he was feeling, but I knew I was excited. It was our first day of our honeymoon. Last night we sleep in separate rooms in a little hotel. I suppose I’ve gotten used to the superbe quality of the mattresses at home, for I had the most fitful sleep. However, I can’t blame it all on the mattress: last night I had an awful dream. In it, we were at the ho...