Sotto Voce

You think after living with someone for months you'd know everything about them. But I came home a little early one day and as I opened the door, I heard this singing. Just one high, choirboy voice. I think it was Italian. I stayed absolutely still, hushed.

I didn't make a sound until his singing stopped. And I didn't move for a moment after that, either.

I never told him that I heard.