rebecca begins to worry about time

she uses liquid paper to white out all the lineson the calendar, wants one big day for herself.no more squatting squares, she thinks, no morecruel cubes of ice. she's dismantled the kitchenclock, made a necklace with its delicate parts.she's not sure what she'll do next: tear up herengagement book, cancel all of her appointments?time comes into her room like a large cat, when she mustcorner him, force an embrace. timeis time because of the pain, because of the fineclaws digging in.