"It was love at first sight.
And then, like so many stories, it fell apart" "55% O.
The way she slipped from the dinner table to the bathroom, from work to the bar.
The way she hid her bottles and cartons of cigarettes behind the refrigerator.
Then it became obsession.
The way the conversation flowed, amidst the labile and seemingly fascinating Smoke of the cigarette...
The way the glasses clinked.
The beads of moisture on a chilled bottle and a slim cigarette in her right hand. "It was love at first sight