now hes kissing the top of my head , rubbing his hand up and down my arm reassuringly . i was too afraid to make him upset again . `` what brings the likes of you around so early on the first day of a new week ? each time , it took longer to drag myself upright . his hand , hanging below him , slipped open . and i understood : he wanted me to share with him everything , and i would ... someday . we 'd just gotten drinks at the formal bar they had setup . 