“Ezra!” “What!” “I can’t . . .” “You can’t what?” She took her hands away. “This!” “I don’t follow you, darling.” “It’s just . . . so . . . hard.” “And you’re telling me this now?” “No! I wouldn’t do that. I wouldn’t leave you here. I love you.” That much was true. “You’ve taught me so much, and you’re the best friend I have. I just can’t . . . It’s so not . . . normal.” “Who wants to be normal? Not you.”
