Saturday, August 1, 2009

the trouble with 'we'

"It certainly seems that you have a lot of affection for one another" she said, raising her eyebrows and slightly nodding her head up and down in anticipation.

I know what she wanted to see, or maybe, what she was expecting to see: the two of us to share in her gentle nod, but adding to it a wide smile that says "love can conquer all." Instead, as K gives her the response she yearns for (a classically false toothy grin and a quick nod of her slightly tilted head) I pause momentarily before looking her plainly in the eye and say, "I suppose we wouldn't be here, if we didn't."

They were both still smiling when she asked me, "But you don't think that K ever says things to deliberately hurt you, do you?"

I replied the kindest way I could, by staring at the ceiling in silence.

Both of their smiles faded, and that was when K's toothy grin shattered into bits of gold and enamel onto the hardwood floor.

"Just take a breath" she said to her "Just take a few breaths."