:01:13
Everybody asks why I started at the end
and worked back to the beginning.
:01:17
The reason is simple.
:01:20
I couldn't understand the beginning
until I had reached the end.
:01:26
There were too many pieces
of the puzzle missing.
:01:29
Too much she would never tell.
:01:33
I could sell these things.
People want to buy them.
:01:38
But I'd set all this on fire first.
:01:40
She'd like that.
That's what she would do.
:01:44
She'd make it just to burn it.
:01:49
I couldn't afford this one, but the
beginning deserved something special.
:01:53
But how do I show that nothing,
not a taste...
:01:57
...not a smell, not even
the color of the sky...
:02:00
...has ever been as clear and sharp
as it was when I belonged to her.
:02:06
I don't know how to express that being
with someone so dangerous...
:02:10
...was the last time that I felt safe.
:02:48
The Santa Anas blew in hot
from the desert that fall.
:02:52
Only the oleanders thrived.
:02:58
Maybe the wind was the reason
my mother did what she did.