Death on the Installment Plan

I read you a few line, well actually the whole chapter, as I promised. I read it out so loud that I had headache. I read it out loud because you weren't there. But you gently put your hand on my head, saying you can always hear me, saying that I don't have to read it that loud. So I read it gently, like the way you touched me. And then I read it soundlessly. Because you can hear what inside me. Like always.