… an appearance yesterday. My co-worker went to the lunchroom and I heard a crash and a bang, and my heart stopped until I heard the microwave door open and knew that everything was okay. I didn’t hear Dennis fall in the kitchen. I didn’t hear a crash or a bang. Not that it would have made a difference, but there probably Was a crash and a bang when he fell. Tears slowly ran down my cheeks and gathered under my chin. A few deep breaths and grief slipped back into its box. Always there on the shelf.