When she did this, I pulled back until she settled again. Then I would sit, usually with my back to the door so as not to be distracted. I would take off my jacket, remove my eyeglasses from their case, and begin to examine the menu. When the waiter came, I would ask about the specials. During the waiting period between the order and the food, I would take out my notebook and begin the interrogation.
Matter begets matter, stories, stories, curiosity, curiosities.
She began to speak. When she asked why I was taking notes I explained in a neutral voice, I am attempting to close the ellipsis. I have not given you permission, she said. Please continue, I said. My pen was poised above the paper, my face empty of expression.