her fingers slid over the mirror as she traced her features . i turned and looked across the room at chester . bending over his labor , watching the dirty puddle gather in the drain , the same questions circled round and round in his head . we filled up before we left . was i the only one who didnt ? he wondered if she 'd ever done this for him . nor did she want to go crash on her brothers ' couch . youve kept us waiting , and youve kept us wondering . 