“You’re here. Ready for some breaking and entering?” “Hopefully just entering,” Charley said. He must have seen my face. “Not breaking.” “Oh, something’s bound to break tonight,” Millie returned. “A law. A window. The foundations of reality.” “The day,” Charley suggested with a smile. “That will break. Eventually.” Me. I didn’t say it, but I thought it. I was going to break.
