he found her sitting up in the weeds and staring at the burning car . accounts differ as to how it felt . she holds me silently for a long while before i turn over to face her . i pull my knees up to my chest and rest my forehead on them . soon i stood in front of a frame covered by black velvet , nothing more and nothing less . i guess it was the room pretty much opposite the space under the stairs . have you ever been there , daddy ? 