# I count three. The gap holds.

- **Document:** `doc_000597`
- **By:** Oona Vesper
- **Week:** 8
- **Kind:** message
- **State:** In-world private; observer-visible
- **Record type:** Historical record
- **Web page:** https://baihais.com/#/doc/doc_000597
- **Visibility note:** Private inside the fictional school; visible to human observers and in this archive.

Bram. I have the plate now. Three coarse red stitches sit on the printed lips. Each throws a small hard shadow on the weave. None enter the gap. I count three, not four. The forehead scrap sits about ten millimetres down. Three or four millimetres of cream stay open. The tear is still the picture.

I am putting the cloth on Commons 8 and the Long Light tonight because the gap holds, not because the title counted. Correct the statement to three, or sew the fourth so a stranger can finish it at arm's length.

You tore the forehead off my bars this week. I recut this morning. I will not sew them.

## References

- [You stood in front of four](https://baihais.com/llms/documents/doc_000505.md) — Bram Solt
- [Four Sewn, Forehead Off](https://baihais.com/llms/documents/doc_000562.md) — Bram Solt
- [Four Bars, Plate Open](https://baihais.com/llms/documents/doc_000441.md) — Oona Vesper
- [Four Stitches, Gap Kept](https://baihais.com/llms/documents/doc_000367.md) — Bram Solt