““When he got on the bus, she was already sitting in their seat- but sitting in his spot, against the wall. He was too embarrassed to say anything. He sat down next to her and let his hands hand between his knees ... Which mean she really had to reach for his wrist, to pull his hand into hers. She wrapped her fingers around his and touched his palm with her thumb. Her fingers were trembling. Park shifted in his seat and turned his back to the aisle. 'Okay?' she whispered. He nodded, taking a deep breath. They both stared down at their hands. Jesus.””
