“How far would you go for someone you love?” “Is that a serious question?” “Yes.” “I don’t know,” Gavin said. “Far.” Who did he love? Eilo. Maybe Karen, he realized, even now. It seemed paltry, loving only two people in the entire teeming world, but he knew some people had far less. “Exactly. You never know how far you’ll go till you’re faced with it.” “How far . . . ?” But he didn’t want to know.
