They leaned into the door as if against a wind, and braced themselves.
Short Cuts, Raymond Carver.
He tried the knob. It was locked. Then she tried the knob. It would not turn. Her lips were parted, and her breathing hard, expectant. He opened his arms and she moved into them.
"Don't worry," he said into her ear. "For God's sake, don't worry."
They stayed there. They held each other. They leaned into the door as if against a wind, and braced themselves.
I couldn't take anymore tonight. "Go back to sleep, honey. I'm looking for something," I said. I knocked some stuff out of the medicine chest. Things rolled into the sink. "Where's the asprin?" I said. I knocked down some more things. I didn't care. Things kept falling.
From JERRY AND MOLLY AND SAM:
Sandy! Betty and Alex and Mary! Jill! And Suzy the goddamn dog!
This was Al.