We learned it is less interesting to know than wonder. So we closed the drape with its bindweed pattern and let the sun run through the lines. We found so many of our questions could be handled this way not answered or laid to rest just packed away unsoiled by what we might say. Still, there was something we wanted to ask each other. It required we hold hands and walk out on the wire where the only question that matters is how far to fall before letting go?