she smiled , showing teeth that were whiter than the summer clouds in park city . `` maybe next time i will just bang him on the kitchen table , so nobody even has to come looking . '' upon hearing the sound of a door close and muffled footsteps in the hall way , she sat up in her bed . he brushes his mashed-together fingers across my left cheek , just beneath my eye , as though trying to charm tears from me . how did i ever fall in love with her before ? 