Philip finally breaks the pattern of walking back and forth between these rooms and climbs into the swimming pool. He holds a bundle in his hands that he soon reveals. There are 2 pairs of glasses constructed from ice. He places one pair on his face, then offers the other to me.
As we stared at each other, the ice melted, dripping like tears down our faces. The piece ended once the lenses thoroughly melted and we could see one another with clarity.