Are you married? She neglected to ask because he didn’t seem to be.
Where do you go for lunch? She wondered but didn’t ask. It was none of her business.
Why are you so glad to go home? She almost asked, but it seemed like prying.
You are going on vacation? Alone? She nearly asked, but hesitated.
“I always told you the truth,” he said, while she, on the floor of the staff room, picked up as many pieces of her heart as she could find. There were millions of them.