041514 it was very important they not be in love with each other. it was a matter of life and something else. I don't do that, she said when he, not knowing entirely what he was doing in the basement, felt the rush of giving in and offered a hug. later, upstairs, in the narrow hallway outside the bathroom, they had to pass each other and there wasn't room so she held his elbows in what was exaggeratedly not a hug, and they began to turn like a revolving door. impatient, he broke out of the weird dance, and tossed her arm up over their heads. he heard her say as he walked quickly but not too quickly toward the front door, I have the feeling I'm playing with fire. he made sure to unlock the door loudly, but he didn't leave just yet (2014)