See the butcher’s son lose faith in his knives.

See the worn dock line chafe against the pier.

See the scholar drag her desk into the woods.

See the finger cramp the penultimate étude.

See the grocer highlight his name on the front page.

See the truant child decide on a different shortcut.

See the seamstress enter the building for the last time.

See the survivor hesitate before a shop window.

See the common medlar drop of its own accord.

See, once again, the knives in the porcelain sink.