He was waiting for Laura. Or rather, he was waiting for the idea of Laura.
Charles sat in his parked car, the heater humming a desperate, mechanical tune against the freezing air of Salt Lake City. Outside, the world was a study in desaturated blues and dirty whites. He watched the front door of a modest suburban house, his breath fogging the windshield until he was forced to swipe a clear circle with his palm. Chilly.Scenes.of.Winter.1979.720p.BluRay.H264.A...
Suddenly, the front door opened. Laura stepped out, bundled in a heavy wool coat, her face pinched against the wind. She didn't see him at first. She just stood on the porch, looking at the leaden sky as if waiting for a sign. He was waiting for Laura