“Is that why you were so upset…when I called you a parasitoid?” she wondered quietly. I nodded. “I guess it hit a little too close to home, not that you could have known that.” “I guess if I’d just called you a jerk, like a normal person…maybe everything would have been different between us. We would have just been strangers to each other. People who lived next door…our worlds passing, but never colliding.”
