After a while it was clear we wanted to be alone. We had to be. We had been sitting in dressing rooms, in automobiles, hiding for so long. We went to the trailer next door. It was the first time we’d had complete privacy—no anxiety about phones or doorbells ringing—we could do or say anything we pleased—it was our nest—it was the most natural thing in the world—we were so happy—we were so in love—it was beautiful. I shall never forget that day.