my hands moved under the shirt , tracing the familiar pattern of muscles there . she did n't want to press him to share too much , too soon . but my day felt a whole lot brighter . a female voice filled the small pool house . there was a deeper note in his voice , one she could n't quite interpret . `` i usually wind up downstairs , even though i tell myself i 'm not going to work . '' she realized as she looked up at the monitor registering her grandmother 's heartbeat that it had gone silent . 