What the Marble RemembersThey had been in the same room for forty years, maybe longer, close enough to feel the temperature of each other and far enough apart to have spent all that time wondering. When the last visitor left and the lights went low, they finally turned. Not with urgency but with the particular patience of two beings who had learned that time was the one thing they had in abundance. What the Marble Remembers is about what happens in the silence between two