EFFENDY ARTS

 They’re in their 20s. He works in a video store; he’s eager, chatty, sleeps in his car. She rents adult films, looks disheveled, rarely speaks. He chats her up, she brushes him off. He takes her address from store records and contrives to run into her. He rings her doorbell; she tells him to go away. He invents a story of a great-aunt who’s died; she lets him in but holds a butcher knife between