my blood heated up with anger . no stupid jokes , no changing the subject . he put the plastic bag on top of him . a soothing wave carried me along , while his soft fingers brushed through my hair . the girl turned to look at me . i thumped the book in front of me . she said she had to sort through it all , and it would only hurt worse if i was on the phone telling her how much i missed her . when i got off the phone i thought , i wish i had recorded that . 