Quatre

In which a lover from the previous piece is seen with a new lover.

Jared dreams with extreme and inexhaustible frequency. If he stares at something white or off-white or pale white or eggshell colored or cream gray too long his mind will blank out. It is like a button. He has to be careful in the winter. Gray skies of the wrong hue will capture him. They capture him because of their vastness. If he accidentally looks at a white brick wall he’ll void into a dream, but he’ll snap out of it when the dream is over. He’ll look away a couple inches in a sort of jerk reaction. And if the wall ends there he’ll be back to reality. But a vast dead sky, that can go on forever. If a plane flies overhead on a winter day and Jared looks up, he’s doomed until dusk.