the family greeted each other politely and sat down to chat . it was far too noisy in here-and too public in the ballroom . i feel her folds-memorize how they slip over my fingers , how they touch me as if they 're exploring me , too . there was nothing left but the dying that refused to come and relieve him of his misery . `` you kind of look like you need some help . '' no-one else can open cupboards . 