I want to be the most important thing. Just once. It was too soon to say to you. So, I told her the story of the New Testament. How I memorized the names of its books, in hope of a blue ribbon. How I stood on the stage, bared knees trembling beneath the hand-me-down hem. Matthew, Mark, Luke.... Recognition of my error in the teacher's smirk when I mispronounced File-man, recounted too many Johns, mumbled Judas though I had meant Jude.