Maybe she could follow him anywhere. Maybe it could be nice to do so. To say yes to everything, to fold her future into his future. Years from now, she’ll remember this moment, this weekend, how her world suddenly seemed to shrink and grow at the same time. It was as though she were trying on a new dress that didn’t fit but looked beautiful, and she wanted to be the kind of woman who wore beautiful dresses, so she kept it on.
