He didn’t dare to move. It felt like they were in some other universe, and if he left her house, the real world wouldn’t ever come back. He feared that leaving would make this permanent, but he didn’t know how to do anything but stand there. He wondered how he could be so mad at her now, how things could take such a turn so quickly. Julia said again, “Get out,” like she was already writing it into their history. So he left.
