its stored in my cache.

drop.
she sneezes.
'bless you,' he says.

there is a long pause. all that can be heard is the slow drip of the leaky faucet and the hum of the refrigerator.

the refrigerator shuts off.
drip.

'bless you, i said,' he repeats.

'no. i didnt feel that,' she said. 'the sneeze, i couldnt feel it.'