Don't cry. " "How can I not?" I asked him. "You just said you loved me. " "Well, why else did you think all of this was happening?" He set the book aside to wrap his arms around me. "The Furies wouldn't be trying to kill you if I didn't love you. " "I didn't know," I said. Tears were trickling down my cheeks, but I did nothing to try to stop them. His shirt was absorving most of them. "You never said anything about it. Every time I saw you, you just acted so. . . wild. " "How was I supposed to act?" he asked. "You kept doing things like throwing tea in my face.
I was in Kashmir last weekend. Went to visit one of my sweaters.