she stands in the door the glass falls from her hands and it does not break on the soft carpet and in some distant part of herself she is disturbed by this it should have broken she wants to stomp on it and shatter the glass to pieces drive the shards into her feet the milk flows out soaks into the carpet he likes a glass of very cold milk when he is writing he says that it helps him focus she was going to surprise him she was n't supposed to be home she was n't supposed to find this .