it burned my heart to watch . `` i leave work at five and go home to my husband . '' i watched her as she walked away again . he wants to know because i left her out . `` it 's not like they know what it is , do they ? '' miss , the driver started again , looking into his mirror . how often did she catch her world traveler with a free moment to talk ? she tugged the edges of her pale blue silk bathrobe together and moved to stand . 