I’ll catch Susan smiling at me for no reason. This has happened more than once. We’ll be
watching TV, just the two of us, like always. Then I’ll notice with the corner of my eye
that she’s got her eyes at me, not at the TV. Head turned ninety degrees my way, a
frozen smile on her face I can only barely make out in my peripheral vision. Something
unnatural about it.
And then I turn to look and she’s got her eyes on the TV again. I asked her about it the
first time, she denied it. I was afraid I’d sound crazy if I pushed it, so I never asked again.
There were other things, too.