I Love My Teeth

All week end i expected him to make romantic demands of me. But instead of feeling relieved, i felt ugly when he did not. On s Saturday, we rode the district line into the city. People were staring as we drank champagne from a paper bag. Later that evening, we saw a play about two inner city boys finding their first love. William sat through the play with his left foot bouncing as though he had seen it a half dozen times before. When the lights came up, he produced a disposable camera and took a quick snap of us. I wiped my eyes and smiled. We never spoke about the photographs again.