Tony had been trying really hard lately. And this is what he got for his trouble. Meg was 15 minutes late. Almost every Friday afternoon for the past year and ½ he'd arrived in this commuter parking lot at 5 min to 6 and pulled into the far corner. He’d park so that there was an empty spot behind him and wait. She’d pull her blue Toyota in behind him and Shane would get out of Meg’s car, throw his bag into the back seat of Tony’s and climb into the front and Tony would pull away. She parked behind him and he never looked in the mirror. If they had anything to say, Shane would carry the message. They hadn’t actually spoken now for almost 2 years. Of course it hadn’t always been this screwed up. There had been good times. He had made jokes and she had laughed. Everything was funny. Early times, they had talked a lot - about all of the things that people in love talked about, and then later about all of the everyday things that couples talked about and then about the baby comin...