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"Our weekend is over!... It will be an immortal weekend for me.... It's been love, baby. Goodnight. Sweet dreams."
Monk has read Meredith to sleep again, having begun The Iliad this time.
One will not try to capture what this weekend has been, with Monk and Meredith talking endlesslessly on the phone for hours at a time. Monk has never known such intimacy. We will try to make a few notes over the week, but these can be but the merest hint.
"Our weekend is over!... It will be an immortal weekend for me.... It's been love, baby. Goodnight. Sweet dreams."
Monk has read Meredith to sleep again, having begun The Iliad this time.
One will not try to capture what this weekend has been, with Monk and Meredith talking endlesslessly on the phone for hours at a time. Monk has never known such intimacy. We will try to make a few notes over the week, but these can be but the merest hint.
