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There's something I know but I don't know it yet. It's driving me nuts.

It began to rain in that rushed and urgent way that it rains in New York.

I wanted to talk to him. To hear his dangerous voice, the voice that he used with women ('Hi, baby, how you doin'? Sittin' on the phone?' The 'hi' drawn out in a low, implicating whisper.) I wanted to hear the coldness that was so deep . . . That coldness of spirit that had made it so thrilling to get his attention.

I was thinking that everything had changed in an instant, changed in a way that neither he nor I might mind.

His sudden falling-away, his tentativeness, his loss of will, made me dislike him, and I realized that I was disappointed.

He was looking at me in a way that he never had before. Impatient. A little bored. As if I were not so smart after all.

Nowhere could I find peace.

I was thinking about that, my heart suddenly full of despair.

I'd kissed him on the mouth, put my tongue in his mouth, and I knew that I did not know how to stop it. I had forgotten how to stop it.