She leans against the cold fire escape staircase and closes her eyes against the chilly wind. She longs for the man as he was, not as he is. **He is so cold now, no warmth against the night air. What has gone so wrong that he should leave and become so cold??** She waits with him, knowing as only dogs know that she is a comfort to him just by being there. When he moves it is like watching a statue come to life. She follows him back into the inviting warmth and light of the girl's room.