I was just looking at my earlier post, to see if I missed any errors when I proofread it this morning. Lydia read the first paragraph or two over my shoulder.
Lydia: “You don’t love writing?!”
Jane: “Well. I love it, but it’s not an easy love.”
Lydia: “What do you mean?”
Jane: “I mean, it’s difficult, like… ”
Lydia: “… a relationship?”
Jane: “Yes! Like that.”
Lydia: “Well, say that, then.”