Him
He sits at home watching the children his only job folding clothes playing warcraft in his mind level 19 like a ticking clock he waits for her to come home In his dream He stands there at the podium, facing the crowd power deals him power she stands there behind him stealing time in his long shadow taking everything she can and driving him on The lights shine in his eyes and turn everything to white and he is suddenly home again a child in the shade of a tree that he remembers - old, majestic. he is playing with her again she brings a piece of folded paper three times back and forth pick a fortune He walks home from playing with her they are best friends inseparable playing with dolls sometimes - two wives somedays two husbands like peas and carrots they know where the bodies are buried He climbs the stairs in his mind of the old white house in virginia and pulls the cord to the attic to the room where he makes the l...