fist clenched, the morning paper under his arm - horus. steadies down the hallway. his eyes target the door at the end of the hall, seeing red.
the door swings open to admit horus - battered, enraged, disoriented. he confronts an empty apartment.
mary hurries into the room - flustered, adrenaline coursing wild. she runs down the hallway to her bedroom, seeking solace in horns. the cold, empty bed says he hasn't been home.
mary is on the sofa - wondering where horus might be. she checks h er watch.
the front door opens, but slowly. aaron steps inside. from the kitchen, mary spots him in his violated condition. he sees her reaction, that of shock - and like that, he runs s obbing into her arms.