The train was late and his cellphone was dead. He had no way of communicating his situation and he lamented how complicated life had become.

He imagined what being in love with her would feel like and he bought her flowers and she sneezed all over him. I might never wash, he said.

The blood is other wordly when she cuts off her nose to spite her face. She screams in agony. Outside, a bird flies into the kitchen window.