We deteriorate, he said. We get older, and we get fatter. No longer thin. Our good looks leave us. Fleeting moments. Years go by. We’re not what we used to be. Ben lit a cigarette that he rolled. You think you’re the same as when I met you?

I don’t know, she said. When I met you, I was a kid.

You’re still a kid.

Where the hell is Frank?

He’s gone. You know Frank. He won’t be back for days.

He said he’d be back….

Says one thing. Does another.

I need my shit.

You got money. Go get some.

Right. I should.

What do you want Meg?

Don’t know anymore. I’ll do anything just not to feel. To be numb. I just want to be numb.

When we met, you had higher aspirations. You wanted to be a Rockette, he laughed. You’re five foot nothing.

Five foot one asshole.

Watch your mouth. I know how to keep you in line. Respect . Huh? You respect me? I took you out of that town to here. You owe me.

I know, Ben. I know.

You don’t know when you got a good thing. You’re like that Greek. What’s his name? The one who flew to close to the sun.

Do you know what you’re talking about?

Ben gets up from sitting on his milk crate. He confronts Meg and grabs her by the throat.

What did I just tell you?

She can’t talk. Her face turns red. Ben laughs. He lets go and pushes her into a wall. She falls to the floor.

Icarus. The boys name was Icarus. I knew I knew it. Don’t fly to close to the sun, Meg. It’ll burn you every time.