Marie is 15. Her mother is leaving for a weekend with her new boyfriend. Marie drifts through the weekend, watching and observing. People, faces, bodies. She explores them all, like a nose detecting the smell of skin. Form, structure, composition. Her grandmother’s slackened body. Her mother’s green eyes as she puts on make-up. Herself in the mirror, after deflowering herself in an unromantic way.
Marie has changed. But no one notices.