Masked Up

f o r t y - s e v e n

ceena face flashed guilty at that point.

she closed it and handed it back to me.

i could sense the weird and uncomfortable vibe that set the rest of the lesson in quiet between us. besides the small expressions of "sorry" when you or i bumped legs together. and the small faces she would make when she didn't understand something.

to me, it was still words.

i normally like quiet, but for some reason,

i hated that.