Hilary lay on the white sofa next to a stagnant cup of ramen. The dirty yellow candle softened: ew, ew, ew. Through closed eyelids Hilary could still see the following:

#1: a cardboard box of papers up in the office

#2: her paycheck at the front desk

#3: "Must he wander forever under the restless gaze of the gods?" Updike.

#4: naked people

The desk slid and coughed up some floppies but Hilary didn't move. Obviously #1 and 2 were going to pose a problem.

and yet:

This still pleases me.

muslim hell

Moving day 7.26.1995
Moving day 7.26.1995

...

Given her static position on the big white couch, you would never have guessed that Hilary was headed for trouble.