FOR A BEAT, THE DISTANCE to the bed stretched like an open field, a thin horizon; she looked at it and did not know how long it would take to cross it. She looked at it and thought, This will go on forever. Then Eva said, “You let him kiss you.” The doorjamb dug into Isabel’s back. She leaned away from it. She said, “You let him take me away.” A flicker of an emotion. Eva tightened her jaw, said, “Did you—” She was still sitting primly. “Did you enjoy it?” She said it and then turned her face away. She meant the kiss. She meant Johan’s kiss.
