I, on the other hand, am not shy, and I know that I was definitely born in the shape of a question mark. I just can't stop asking questions. It's in the blood. And for the first time since I've known Mr A, I felt that my curiosity exasperated him. In a follow-up meeting with nurse J, I realised I had been asking a lot of my consultant, and had started to take for granted the easy relationship we had developed. It's not that I crossed the line exactly — it's the fact that I had started to think that there wasn't one. But — disappointed! — there is.
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