We jokingly call it 'God's waiting room' as most of the tenants are in their late eighties or early nineties. I've been here for over two years, so kn...w pretty well all of them on a casual basis. That all changed though about three months ago when a new tenant moved into the block. Her name was Hazel and I found out from our warden that she was sixty five years old and had just retired from her job as an accounts clerk for a firm somewhere in the West Midlands.I live on the second floor, and. The following morning was now more than any other usually road trip morning? waking up late and Angie texting again. However no words were spoken of last night's ordeal. But no matter how much the pretended there was still that air of tension. It was really just a matter of time before they'd finally have to talk about it.Angie was on her phone as usual and Sara was now just waking up, well sitting there and looking up at the ceiling. She couldn't stop replaying the scene over and over again.. ” Kyle said and I looked up.He blew me a kiss and I saw he had no money in front of him.“Call.” I heard and Kenny threw in his cards.“Damn, lost again.” Kyle said and tossed in his cards.“Rose, when you finish you owe Kenny $40.” Kyle said.I blushed a little and set the last two drinks down. I walked over to Kenny and he unbuttoned two more buttons. Most of my stomach was showing now and I only had one more button left outside of my skirt. The guys cheered. I smiled and walked to the. Meanings. Descriptions. Always material things. The building and working a machine. A blade of grass. Even atoms and molecules. Things we can sense. See at the subatomic level. Watch work. As if the biological, the natural was just another sort of machine. Witnessing differentiation and causation in DNA. More and more understanding.“And yet can we ever understand how it all came to be? All us singular consciousnesses moving through the present like pushing through a windstorm. Always passing.