“Scraps of furniture against a bare, bare wall.” Winfield is a private man. He lives alone, listening to Victoria Spivey and Bessie Smith on the vinyl, never having to answer the door. KJ is his only friend. She’s down the hall, talking to her parrot and peeking out, hoping Winfield will wander through. Phoebe is just coming home to the apartment upstairs, where she lives with her mother. Trouble precedes her, though, and Winfield is going to have to talk to someone. Dreamfast.