Moonlight Spills Over the Window, No One Leans on the Rail Anymore

When I was signing the kidney-donation agreement behind Walter Gilbert's back, the app monitoring his condition suddenly went off. Heart rate spiking to 180! A moment later, his watch automatically dialed my phone. I pressed answer, and a woman's voice came through from the other end. "I don't want to be the other woman. Will you two just get a divorce?" Walter didn't say anything back, but his breathing only grew heavier and heavier.