the big book

let's not fight tonight,
she says,
leaning over my bed
to kiss me
goodnight
before heading to her
room, but
I didn't like your tone
of voice
at dinner time
when you were speaking
to me.
oh, really, I say,
setting my
unreadable book down.
yes, really she says,
then leaves,
slamming the door.
I open the book
and turn to the last page.
I don't want to
read anymore.
I want to know how it
finally ends.