I realized I’d been in love with her for a long time and hadn’t known it, and that she’d been in love with me for a long time and had known it. Maybe sometimes I’d known a little, when I saw the bloom of her lipstick on a champagne glass, or when she told me that bridal bouquets were getting so enormous I’d have to take a course of serious exercise in preparation to carry one. But I hadn’t truly known before Mrs. Buchanan’s glass bathtub.
