"Oh," I say articulately. I heard the first time, sort of, but I wasn't really listening.
He didn't say he ... well, loved me, for my superior comprehension skills. And it's hardly my fault he keeps distracting me. He's got my chin in his hands, still watching me, and as I swallow I'm sure he can feel the motion in my throat.
"You still haven't told me why you locked me in a thirteenth-floor office." It's a really weak joke, and not at all my style to make one in a situation like this. More like his style. When he told me he's dying I was sure I'd know what to do, all the arrangements, the practical things. And now?
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Date: 2012-10-01 07:44 am (UTC)He didn't say he ... well, loved me, for my superior comprehension skills. And it's hardly my fault he keeps distracting me. He's got my chin in his hands, still watching me, and as I swallow I'm sure he can feel the motion in my throat.
"You still haven't told me why you locked me in a thirteenth-floor office." It's a really weak joke, and not at all my style to make one in a situation like this. More like his style. When he told me he's dying I was sure I'd know what to do, all the arrangements, the practical things. And now?
I don't know. I don't like not knowing.