“Are you sure?” His voice was quiet, and he twirled his Popsicle as he tried to catch the melting syrup. “You’ve got a Fortress of Solitude thing going on up there. Don’t you like the peace and quiet?” “It’s nice to have quiet now and then, but I was also married for a long time. I know how empty a home can feel after a few days, especially when you’re used to something else.”
