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Neveah and Cinjun meet Ormond at a charity auction.

“A million dollars for a night with your wife,” says Ormond.

“No!” say Neveah and Cinjun. They think about it. “Yes!” they say.

Neveah never gets to show off her teddy: she and Ormond stay up late talking, drinking good wine, walking the riverfront. Around four she’s asleep in her recliner. He covers her with a coat.

At eight-thirty she walks out, groggy, leaving their number on a paper towel; she takes the heavy briefcase with her. A week later Ormond calls.

“Listen,” he says, “I’ve got another million to burn.”