Not that anyone asked, but here's the rest of the story.
They didn't get to my place until late yesterday evening, so I didn't get a chance to treat them to dinner. But it was good that they were tired and almost went straight to bed. I was relieved that there was no decision to be made on my part. I was also torn.
This morning I did take them to brunch, and everything seemed back to the good old ways. Until he excused himself to go to the restroom. Everything came rushing out of her like a fire hydrant.
They have a sexless marriage. They've been married almost 25 years. I told her that maybe he's just hit with stress with the virus and everything. She said it's been three years since he's touched her. An affair sounds so tempting to her, but she's afraid. She could never sleep with a stranger.
I shut up and listened instead of trying to give advice, mainly because I don't know what kind of advice to give. I was going to mention counseling, but she brought it up, and he's not willing.
That was all that I got from her before he returned. We left the restaurant, and they headed back to Wichita. And now I feel like I've been burdened with this information.