The Girl is introspective. Of late, She has been lost in her own thoughts. She is overwhelmed--by the house and her job and the oppressive sadness at the loss of New Orleans. But far off somewhere, in the distant recesses of her thoughts is a looming fear, that something is not right with the world. The sight of the victims of Hurricane Katrina begging for help, drowning in flood waters and filth is sobering. Is this America? Is this the shining beacon on the hill? Is this the finest the world has to offer? If the best America can hope from its government is a dollar short and a day late, we are screwed. She always suspected, but now She knows: There is no justice. It is just us.

However, the story did end with Pandora finding hope in the bottom of the box…

The Girl learned a lesson from a lizard. The Girl and the Boy were painting. Are painting. (She feels stuck in some bad joke by Nietchze. Eternally returning, trapped forever in time, painting a wall.) She was going to open a window for some fresh air. When She moved the blind, She noticed a big fat lizard trapped between the window and the screen. Feeling sorry for him, The Girl removed the screen and tried to shoo him out. Frightened and confused, the lizard ran inside.

The Boy ran to their rescue. One of his many jobs is lizard wrangler. He cornered the lizard, reached for it, only to have it dash between his legs and run under a door lying on the floor. The lizard was terrified. For all he knew, The Boy was going to eat him. He was hungry because he had been trapped in the window for who knows how long. He was weak from thirst and fear. Hiding was all his reptilian brain would allow him to do. The Boy moved the door to try to release the little guy from his troubles. Unfortunately the door fell and crushed the lizard.

If only he had allowed Them to help.

This is how the lizard taught The Girl a lesson. He managed to trap himself in a window. When The Girl tried to free him, he ran the wrong way. When The Boy tried to free him, he hid. His fear caused his death. Fear is the enemy. So no matter what happens, no matter how strange or worrisome or terrifying things appear to be, The Girl is going to try and trust that everything will work out fine.

The Girl is frightened, but everything will be okay. And once again, The Girl will be happy.