"Then both of us remain silent. I try to think of something to say, but I can’t think of any. She is probably trying, and probably failing, too. I look at her and she looks back at me. Both of us are waiting for the other one to say something. Things that we need to talk about. Things that we never talk about. But none of us say anything. We just lie there and look at one another."

A short story about a failing marriage.