Lunacy IV

          From the lonesome chicken in the pot, and and potatoes in the oven, to the extra setting on the table for a person who was preoccupied with doing next year's National Novel Writing Month on Phobos and choosing to give a last minute press conference, rather than eating a last meal with friends, at least for a year. Josaaph had made her choice. All that Martiin and Valeron could do was to try and support her.
          The long distance relationship would be even harder for Valeron. From the time Josaaph had decided to write her novel during NaNo one year on the summit of Mount Everest, to the top of a post for another year, Valeron was left to spend his holidays alone. If it hadn't been for Martiin's steadfast friendship, he would have succumbed to complete and utter sanity, many years ago.
          Not that he wasn't close to that point, and had been, many times, over the past several years. Valeron was proud of her but, sometimes, life without Josaaph to raise the roof with smacked of a solitary lifestyle just a bit too much for poor Valeron's tastes. At least, it wasn't as if he was a widower.