It always shocks me for a moment, the way that childhood passes through his face whenever he hears of a puzzle. More surprising is the look of seeming naïve bewilderment every time he hears of an atrocity. It is utterly incongruous, and always tightens a moment later into an expression of cool indifference, but nevertheless, it is there.
There are so many answers I crave, for this uncharacteristic innocence disturbs me. My curiosity is crude and childlike. Has he ever been with a woman? Has he ever been with…
Better that my mind does not run in this dangerous direction.
