A prisoner escapes custody while in hospital.
In doing so he hurts his leg.
The man approaches a woman and her son at a supermarket.
The woman is troubled, her son teenaged but helpful.
The man is desperate, the woman is desperate.
Their desperation stems from mutually exclusive causes.
However, they become romantically entangled in an improbably short three days.
The woman is forced to take the man into her home.
The man cooks chilli con carne, on the same night I cooked chilli con carne.
What are the chances?
The woman has nosy neighbours. Not helpful, just nosy.
They could have helped the desperate woman before, but didn't.
The neighbours smell trouble.
The man is arrested before he can leave.
The woman is accused of harbouring a criminal.
The man is caring and ensures no blame will fall on the woman.
The man goes back to prison.
The woman writes letters to the man, but receives none in reply.
Even so, when his sentence is finished he tracks down the woman.
The man and the woman are reunited in a state of bliss.
Ergo, it is never to late to be happy.
The end.
