`` i like you , '' i whisper and immediately stare at my shoes . i said and we walked to our first class . all of our lives seemed to rest in her hands . so i work here at night and then i go home and i sleep on the couch . the look in her husbands eyes is clear . my mother told me that when i was learning how to knit . his green eyes pleaded , as though i should understand what was wrong . it took a moment to realize she was in his mind . 