It's 8:54pm. Suzy Storck sits by the window on this hot and airless night, waiting for her husband to come home. Upstairs she can hear her children, yelling and clamouring at their bedroom door. She's locked them in.
Suzy Storck offers a new approach to the life of a woman not considered as a human being, brought about by a disrupted chronological writing pattern, a life which has to end in a most inhuman way.
