“Oh. Well. You see. It’s funny. One of the things I learned in the past few months is that home isn’t exactly a place for me. It’s a person. It always has been. Nana filled that role for so long. That’s why I felt so untethered when she passed. That’s why nothing ever fit, not here, not Paris. But with you, I finally feel like I’m home again. That warm comfort I’ve craved since I was twelve, that’s here.”
