A gray lizard was creeping on a wire with its head tilting to one side as though listening. A giant cockroach was groveling in the shade of a wet wall as though desperately sucking the wetness from it. A smart mouse was wandering over the window as though getting bored with the night. Neither had noticed this. Neither took notice of the time.
He was waiting like the cockroach sucking. And she was busy picturing herself as the princess in the arms of her prince. When the pictures faded, the sighs began to take charge of the fl ashes. How life gambles on the fl ip of a coin. How love sucks.