Since then, she just let him go and do whatever he pleased. Her heart was completely “out”, no longer weeping in the circle of their young and stupid love, but lingering on the edge of a cliff tied with their two sons.
A screaming noise from the boiling pressure cooker dragged her back to rituals. She shortly approached the burning gas and turned down the fl ame. Then a very unexpected thing happened. She had her hand scalded when trying to move the pressure cooker without remembering to fi rst wrap the metal handle with a rag. To her exasperation, that hand was most in use.