A place for the rest of us

"Not me, grasshopper," I said, raising my hands in a defensive gesture. I recognized that tone, not necessary from Molly but from enough women in my life, to know that she was serious unhappy. For a brief moment I had a flash of memories from another life... another city somewhere else where Molly and I-

"I got here less than a week ago," I said, cutting off that train of thought immediately as I stood up and took off my jacket for her. "Showed up all of a sudden."